I feel the anger rise within,
Like fire I know I can't control it,
It's burns a hole through me,
I am now the monster I fear,
The monster I can't break,
The monster I can't get rid of,
The monster I know is festering within.

I hear the screams of my family,
They plead with me to stop,
I see their eyes,
So full of sorrow,
And all I can do is be the monster I am.

The itching of not finishing what I started,
The unfinished killing,
The unfinished taste of blood,
I itch for them to stop,
Stop screaming,
Stop pestering,
Stop pushing my limits!
I know what will come next is a demon,
Which is worse than any monster.

The black demon is bold,
It's vicious and cruel,
Always searching for a taste of blood,
Only stopped till the crack of the prized possession,
Or the rip of the human flesh.

Here it comes, I know I feel it,
My loved ones haven't figured out to stop fighting,
Stop!!!
I scream ****** ******,
They can't hear me, I can't even hear myself...

My little sibling throws a punch,
Setting off the one I fear,
The one who growls,
The one who bites the flesh,
The one who scratches, ripping skin...

I don't mean to be cruel,
I don't mean to be rude,
I don't mean to be fierce,
I don't mean to ****.
But here I am doing just that.
I killed the sibling,
Mom,
Dad,
All I'm left with is the tears of depression from my true soul...

I told myself from a young age,
This is how I was,
This is how I live,
This is how I survive,
With an abusive family,
Comes with a defense,
A defense that is under the control of them.

The more you pester,
Bite,
and Kick,
The more you suffer,
Bites,
and,
Hits,
My suggestion to you is;

Keep yourself controlled,
If you desire
never to waste an eternity of hours...