The Beast

Sat, 06/18/2016 - 01:32 -- hillay

It is here again!
This big and black beast
Glaring at me with red eyes
Standing in front of me
I know it smells my fear
No matter how far
It’s not something I can escape from
The beast craves my devious soul
It continues to come back for more
Despite the fact, I am born anew
After it eats me alive
Until I am nothing
The beast grows bigger and stronger
Feasting off my sins
I just don’t have powers like Superman
To defeat the beast once and for all
So tell me feral beast!
Why do you come back for more?
BEAST: It is your heart that calls for me

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