Beast

Inspired by Lord of the Flies by Golding

Thing of evil,
Purest of all,
Sitting in there,
Biding his time.

I can see it,
Its yellow eyes
Staring at me,
Coaxing me near.

Feigning courage,
I step forward,
Eager to hear
What it will say.

"Come now, dear boy,
Can't I come out?
I won't hurt you,
Just let me free."

"You won't hurt me?
That's laughable,
I know better,
No one is safe."

His smile fading,
His tone shifting,
Eyes go blood red,
He starts to scream:

"Release me, fool!
I will get out,
With or without
You helping me!"

I turn away,
False courage gone,
And start to run,
Afraid of him.

I jump back through
The looking glass,
Not turning back,
Head down in shame.

I can hear it,
Dark voice growling,
Sharp claws tearing,
White fangs snapping.

The Beast calms down,
Still in its cage,
Back to waiting,
Back to scheming.

Author's Note

Just help in general. :-/

Reviews

[Sherry]

damn, I like it
although, 'dear boy' doesn't seem to go with the mood of things, might wanna change it. Still, pretty dang awesome.

[Jared Michael Smith]

I can kinda see that. Maybe change it to "my boy" instead? And thanks for the review. :-)