The Beast Within

Conflicting emotions. The Yin and the Yang. The inability to accept the flaws of both the light in the dark. Unable to respect the good, but unable to let go of the bad.

Everything is upside down,

Right side up.

Looking at the sun, but it's the moon

A thousand hearts consumed,

Monstrosity, is it me?

Am I the beast lurking in the trees?

Do you feel pain?

Do you feel hate?

What is the difference between love and loathe?

Can you understand? Do you know what it is you wove?

Riddle by riddle,

Finding myself in this inescapable hell

What have I done to deserve this?

Where will I find a break?

There is a man in the mirror,

He is staring back at me,

Calm eyes and youthful appearance

But the whispers are of the devil himself

He seeks to break free, this parallel world

Who is it? Is it me? Surely it is, but why does he wish to break free?

The yin to the yang,

But who can relinquish in the pain?

Who can dabble in the mystic arts, who can mend a million hearts?

If they should feel pain, I'd rather it be me

But see, he can not escape what has been put on his plate

Unable to chew what he has bit off

And so he screams

Is the devil living deep inside?

Is this a man who has no pride?

Among the trees, that beast that lurks

Snatching hearts and shattering them like glass

Is this beast really me? Or is it someone else entirely? 

Reviews

[Hippy]

4th stanza, relinquish in the pain, do you mean that or do you wish to remove the in" for the way it is it is a wee bit improper. any way it is in your style. i like how you face the beast so in a way you are coming to peace with yourselves in a way. just look deep and lick a*s man