A poem
The Beast
He lives constantly
In a world where demons surround him
Tearing down every wall he hides behind
Whispering in his ear
"Kill everyone and everything that stands before you..."
Anger and fury run through his once pure blood
He's locked up
Locked up in a world where nothing is real
And everything is damned
He can't breathe without rage in his dark eyes
His eyes...
His eyes burn of flames
Cold flames
The kind that burn his heart to freezing stone
Never will he see the beauties in the world
Nor the true undying love some have to offer
Until he can let go of the anger that burdens him so
He will wonder the Dark World alone
Until death dawns on his soul...
He lives constantly
In a world where demons surround him
Tearing down every wall he hides behind
Whispering in his ear
"Kill everyone and everything that stands before you..."
Anger and fury run through his once pure blood
He's locked up
Locked up in a world where nothing is real
And everything is damned
He can't breathe without rage in his dark eyes
His eyes...
His eyes burn of flames
Cold flames
The kind that burn his heart to freezing stone
Never will he see the beauties in the world
Nor the true undying love some have to offer
Until he can let go of the anger that burdens him so
He will wonder the Dark World alone
Until death dawns on his soul...