we yearn to better ourselves
to get over the constant mistake of yesterdays
yet we can't
bc there is a large beast blocking the path
it isn't necessarily an unknown blockade
in fact we've walked this way many times before
hoping that the beast would leave for a day
just once. just to give a little more time. just let us slip free.
but instead it appears the moment you arrive
i've said this before and i'll say it again
i believe the beast is you + me
and we cannot set ourselves free. now what
[ sorry. i woke up and wrote this. that's why it's such a mess ]
This is seriously so beautiful, Julia. This is so interesting to think about.
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you're a doll. <3 and ikr.. I do a lot tbh
DeleteWow, that sounds like my life. It's kind of bittersweet. But hey, there's hope, and He has a name, and I think that's the only thing we can cling to, because that beast looks so monstrous sometimes. Thanks for this - don't apologize. xx
ReplyDelete*nods* and totally!! I left it on a sad note for a different reason this time. often I soften my poems but this time I decided to ask "now what" just to see the individual response. I like yours <3
DeleteWow, I think everyone interprets this in a different way. What was the story behind you writing it? I think for me I see this beast every time I'm guilty about something, even when I have repented, because I don't understand I'm forgiven. This is just how it could be expressed!!! <3 <3 <3
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