Trapped


Kicking
Screaming
Heavy breathing
Trying to replace the beast that sits beneath
Preying on the weak
Hungry for something to eat
Waiting to break free
To fulfill its need by taking the lead
Never too hesitant nor taking heed
Lusting to fulfill the hunger of the beast
Little did they know that beast is in me
Becoming a different breed of beast
Living up to its highest potential
Dodging the toxins of the weak
Meanwhile the beast stays meek
Slow to let its pride overpower it

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