Nature of the Beast

There comes a point in your life when you take review.

You sort through the lies and try to find what’s true.

It is difficult, to say the least,

to comprehend the nature of the beast.

Delayed responses to certain truths

plague the memories of youth.

Silently they play out in the mind

and a surge of emotions rushes in and blinds.

Caught up in trying to grasp for the reasons of malice done.

The hurt and pain has overwhelmingly begun.  

Seeing things through different eyes

makes memories hard to surmise.

What difference does it make, right?

All the difference to me in life.

How can I continue on to battle this thriving beast

if I can’t find a way to make it cease?

You’d think, “Oh, just move on.”

But in certain situations that can’t be done.

When something is eating away at your heart

you must find a way to pull it apart.

If you leave it attached it will continue to attack.

God has brought me thus far

and time will only tell

when I can escape this living  hell.