The Beast

I wish I could tame the beast inside me,

The rapping tapping that holds on to me,

My flesh turns to gold,

And my mouth runs dry,

I turn into a beast that doesn’t recognize the inside,

The beast will hunt from the outside,

Killing what is on the inside,

To get the best of me,

To get what’s left of me,

What it doesn’t know is my God will rise and understand my issues,

As he shall let the beast fall to his knees,

As my God will stand up in glory letting his soul hit the breeze,

As I ponder across the earth,

The beast crawls inside of me,

Waiting for growth and attachment to love and tear apart,

It lurks in the night and hides during the day,

But no one knows how often it will haunt me in my mind in such a way.

You can’t see it, but we all have a beast,

Some fight harder then others,

While others will let the beast lurk amongst their skin.

You’ll fall to your knees as the lambs will try and rise again,

And they will rise and rise again until the lions will fall,

When the light hits the dawn,

The beast will crawl away,

And the dawn will crawl away as the night turns to dusk,

And the beast inside of me will turn into musk.

Down with the gilded energy of a demi-god,

And give faith to the angels that go unseen,

As we pass them up on the street because they enjoy staying in the in between.

When you wake up in the morning remember the face that saved your life,

As the angels in between will make a choice for you with strife,

As the dawn turns to dusk today,

The beast will shy away.