Humanity

With every cut on my skin

I feel my humanity growing thin

With every slice

Or little dice

I hear the beast clawing from within

With the strength of 25 men

With my rage feeding it

How can I defeat it?

How can you beat something when you are the beast?

You can count your blessings at least it’s not

Sucking blood yet

At one point your gonna need a net

With its blood red eyes that stares into your soul

Like a mole

With its claws as wide as arms

You’ll be crying for your moms

With its narrow snout with blood dripping from it

With every cut on my arms he’s yearning to devour it

His name is hell and everybody carries one in us