Monster
Below the surface she lurks -
My alter, the demon I hide,
the part of me that craves destruction
obliteration
annihilation.
Creeping, scratching, tearing -
she waits for the opportune moment
to release her talons and rip you to shreds.
When shall I give in to her?
[Do not you know the
vicious words you say
only feed upon her hunger?
The scorching need to end you
arises with each syllable you utter.]
If I weren’t stronger, if I couldn’t control her,
your very existence would give a whole new definition
to the word devastation.
I could only
imagine the manifestation that would
come about from this hellion. The destruction
obliteration
annihilation.
[The monster can only be satisfied for so long.
Then sets in the aridity of wrath,
the yearning for said destruction
obliteration
annihilation.]
Creeping, scratching, tearing -
the planted seed of her evil has begun to grow
and sprouts outward faster and faster.
Is this the end of all that is good in me?
There is a growl placed gingerly at my lips.
I can feel her right at her breaking point;
there is only so much time left for you now.
[Wicked as she is, vengeful as she may become
I feel the justification in the fury for you.
A slow, warming ache in the good
sets the path for the evil. She will not be contained.]
It’s approaching quickly now, the destruction
obliteration
annihilation
the end of you.
Make your excuses and pray to your God.
Ask for the forgiveness that you
do not deserve and should not receive.
My patience and will diminish;
I
suggest
you
run.
[She cries out with pride; victory will be the best damn taste.
She’s been away for an unreasonable amount of time.
She lacerates and maims the good;
there is no need for it here tonight.
The time is here. Prepare yourself for destruction
obliteration
annihilation.]