Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ My Poems ❯ Poem #11 ( Chapter 11 )

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By: snarky

I can survive the instinct.

I can survive the emotions.

I cannot hate.

I cannot fear.

I cannot shield myself.

I must fight against it.

I must destroy it.

I do not feel this beast,

Clawing its way out of my heartbeats.

I am not torn any longer.

There was never a beast.

There was never an emotion to exceed what we have.

The beast is haunting.

I cannot die here.

There is no beast.

There never was.

Yet the fear flows through my veins

As clearly as if it were there

And where it has vanished from

I gladly embrace the hollow feelings it left for me.

No words can ever make this right.

And so, I smile innocently.

I am a beast no longer.

Instead, I am empty, and gladly so,

Give

You

Life.