The Beast that I cannot control

The Beast that I cannot control
grabs my heart and drowns me
until I sink so deep that
all I know is you.

Hand in hand, we plunge below
into a blissful sea of blue
and a wide smile fills my face as
I see that the Beast has got you too.

But when the savage releases me
it keeps its cruel grip on you.
Soaked to the skin and gasping for air,
I rise to the surface and realise

that without the Beast I cannot save you.

Reviews

[David Scott]

Saving someone else is usually a temporary fix I have found. Still there is value on self sacrifice for another. The act is less important than the intention however.
Interesting concept and one the comic books seem to fixate on regularly. It must hold intrigue for many... A common can of worms I think, presented in an artful expression.

[kublakhan27]

I was intrigued by this concept, especially how you tied it all together in the closing line...it kind of reminds me of that old homage that says 'if you love someone, set them free, and if she returns then it was truly meant to be'...I've never been crazy about that expression, but the way you've presented it in your poem certainly makes me think of it from the opposite perspective...I definitely enjoyed this one Scorpio, a deep and ominously romantic work.