Nature Of The Beast

 

Sinking your teeth into my flesh

only opens the porthole

for my inner demon to cross.

What the human eye cannot see

is the more I bleed

the greater my craving to taste

your afterlife.

When the bite wound

heals into a pentagram

you feel me grow stronger

inside your sin.

Now your impulse

has given my inhibition

the power to make the thunder

be my roar

while assisting my intuition

in guiding the lightening

into your soul.

Ignite…

         and burn

so I can inhale the ashes

that allow me to be…

Become what you were scared to be.

Mark my words,

“As you find peace in your coffin

I will not let your headstone rest.”

 

 

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

Powerful, sinister and determined. It's both a threat and a promise!

[?]

OH you beast you....What the human eye cannot see
is the more I bleed
Such a beastly dark piece...and yet captiviating. And not to mention the imagery here. Very well penned my friend

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Dark and eerie...Love the tone of this! You have a remarkable way of captivating the imagination...this could be the beginning of a book. It has all the makings of an action-packed story... Well penned!

[WhiteWillow]

..."to taste your afterlife." What different phrases you twist and visions you paint. Not your typical demonic write...I really like it!

[Cassie Fraga]

HOLY HELL... the last two line... PURE GENIUS!!!!!! **tips my lyrical wand to you**
man this is def. one of your best writes... at least the ones that I have read from you... deep, very deep and I appreciate that!!

[An owl on the moon]

A dark drive into the psyche... provoked thoughts of those things that hide deep inside us all... the beasts that can rise... Powerful vision.

[SkinlessFrank]

Sounds like this serpent venom has lubricated the better parts of you.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

What the human eye cannot see is the more I bleed........love it!

[Bare trees]

By far the most powerful and acidic writing I've seen fom you in a long time. Each stanza is clearly stated through demonic metaphors that cut like a saber-saw through jello, leaving a red asterisk indelibly marked on your writers resume. Last two lines are killer!

[Hayley]

This is utterly you, in poetry form! You go deeper and deeper as the wound does in this poem, with the twist that only you can pen! (starting with "ignite...)
It ends on somewhat of a dark note that sticks with you. Of course, that is talent!