What is it?

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What is it?
Kay Rice
11/30/2014

There is inside of me a call,
a desire, a need so raw.
a voice, a push, a bully in black,
the monster who always pulls back.

There is inside of me a fault,
that quakes until I fall.
A desire so deeply sewn in flesh,
that pushes until I only can crash.

There is a voice inside of my head,
Who knows the monsters under my bed.
It whispers and weaves delicate doubt,
Until slumber is way too far out.

There is a fear, sewn deep in my heart,
so black and so cold the end is a start.
It nags and it burns like coals on fire,
Until it takes shape, growing ever higher.

What is it, inside to cause such despair,
That replaces all accomplishments grown there?
One word, so engrained in my child’s mind,
One word, one life, I can never find.

Perfection…

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY KAY RICE
PLEASE DO NOT USE WIHOUT PERMISSION OF THE AUTHOR

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