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This Monster

It's not talked about

This monster that inhabits my body

Monthly

 

Though it whistles through ears;

Shrieking out of every orifice

Blotting.

 

People look shocked.

 

I'm at a loss with it, this

Dark demon

Heamorrhaging heavily all

Happy thoughts, here

Just a day before.

 

I've tried it all, surely -

Shunting,

Accepting,

'Letting it be'.

But still I bleed

And it's not clotting -

 

This beast that feasts on me

'Til I'm weak,

Anaemic

 

Unable to fend off

Bloodless others

Eager to purge themselves

Periodically of

Blind judgement,

Ignorant self-righteousness.

 

A months worth of patience,

Loving kindness,

No conditions -

This is my lot:

 

How dare you not be so sunny

How dare you let yourself be mad

Be moody (for once)

Eclipsed by this moon.

 

We expected more from you.

◄ It's Happening

Too Late! ►

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Tommy Carroll

Sat 6th Sep 2014 22:20

I think I know what you may be referring to Natalie.

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