The Beast Within

The Beast Within


As I sit here alone a feeling of doom comes over me,
Its nothing tangible, nothing that I can see,
I can hear the wolves in the distance howl through my window,
The thought comes over me that the beast is going to show.

I know it’s useless to run and hide,
The beast that’s coming will be from inside,
Its sole purpose and intent is to destroy,
Nothing can defeat it, not a good deed or secret ploy.

I sit here and whimper in pain,
I can see no advantage to gain,
I have tried everything that I know,
But still the beast continues to show.

What did I ever do in my life to deserve this hateful thing,
What curse did some enemy put upon me to bring such pain,
Something so hideous it only comes in the night,
To cowardly to show itself in the daylight.

I hear the wolves in the distance and I can tell they know,
The beast is neither their enemy nor foe
The beast is an awesomely evil thing with no cure,
It will feed tonight, on what I cannot be sure,

He will taunt me until I am terrified I must confess,
And then will sit and laugh at my distress,
Please tell me my friend what shall I do,
I’m at my wits end and have no clue.

The danger to me comes from within,
Is it punishment for some misdeed or past sin,
All I can do is sit and watch as it grows,
What it can and will do lord only knows.

Veila Powell

copyright 2008