The spring in my step
is taken away,
By the savage beast
inside my head.
The Savage Beast
Consist of all the thoughts
that interfere with the joys
that bring goodness and wealth
to the forefront of my life.
The Beast causes the joy
to hide in the recess of my mind,
And sometimes take over my physical life
By making me lethargic,
And unable to get up or wake,
In the morning.
There are times
when yes, I am happy,
But this does no last long.
The thoughts in my head
take away the joy
I deserve.
The fact is the spring
Is an illusion
that gets me through
the hard days.
If I lived simply with the savage beast
then my life would be no more.
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