The Beast

A beast be lurking

Outside our halls

His heavy tread heard by all

A giant of guilt and suffering

 

He laughs

A hideous sound

Drowned by those of sorrow

A beast be that

Of unknown proportions

 

For each he is different

He comes in many forms

He takes many things

And gives only sorrow

 

He takes the words from mouths

He takes the light from the sun

He takes hope from faith

Giving us darkness, death, and murder

Giving us nightmares, haunts

Psychos and second chances

 

 

Reviews

[BrightEyes]

I liked that you left the interpretation of the beast up to the reader - making this all the more creepy as my mind can be a dangerous place lol. I have to admit though that I was with you all the way through this piece until the last two words - "second chances" - on my last read I decided that perhaps it meant that the pychos got second chances - a good and chilling write though.

laura