Oh, star born beast, will you cry at the moon? For she is your mother, who made you beautiful and perfect, and yet she left you on the dust plain. She loved you but you pulled, and pulled, and pulled away. You didn’t believe in yourself or your beauty, you gnashed your teeth into her delicate skin. Until finally she put you away, so you will learn about your worth. And finally so you will put blame on yourself. Tell me celestial beast, what do you fear? Change or yourself?
it rises in me like a quiet tide like a rushing, swelling feeling that sets me fit to burst that fills me up and wells out from underneath my ribs and spills right over into my lungs and drowns my heart in its siren call of violence and in this moment i find that
i cannot fight it
because in this moment, they deserve the anger they deserve the blood
and yet, they also deserve nothing
and so i rage and fury and frustration that builds with the red hot taste of a million suns that fills my gums and worms it's way under the beds of my nails, slides through my skin and twists it's way around my heart hardening it giving me teeth and claws and skin of iron and the courage to run run run and then i can
i will rip into their bodies with words like knives teeth that tear and rip and shred i will bite their bones until they break lodge my claws deep in their lungs pull out their hearts and i will eat them
i am hungry so so hungry
and now these men and their hearts-of-war their fat coin purses with strings pulled tight
they have fallen to the beast
the one that they created
raised to be their downfall
(they have eaten my own flesh, drunk the marrow from my bones and watched me eat from the palms of their hands while i bled out
and so now i will devour their bodies feast on their meat as they did on mine)
and so i will slink away into the shadows i will draw back in my claws and teeth hide my hard heart and shining steelskin and put on the mask to hide my ravenous eyes
but i will be back my hunger is never slaked, my belly never full i will gorge on the hearts of those who thought i would never come for them
i am the creature i am the war i am hunger famine pestilence
i in the end am anger
and i am
we children have lead our lives on diets of all too familiar post apocalyptica and the feeling of rage burning hot through our stomachs, magma at our cores. one day, we will erupt.
Today I stood against the beast I realized he was a coward He cowered before me when I roared I am in control I realize now Oh ye beast within I am in control
The beast within can be anything: procrastination, fear, alcoholism, *** addiction, laziness whatever it is, You are stronger and you can defeat the beast.With Determination, patience, time and love from yourself and those around you... stay strong
Why do I feel like I belong in places I know I’m not supposed to? In the cracks, in the rawness of reality, I sit in peace. Such an odd disturbance I am. It’s only among the odd, among the shadow I feel at ease to just be me. I was not made for fancy things. I belong in the dirt and the blood. I’m no royal beast. The finer things are wasted on me. I just want to be left alone. To not pretend to not fit in but to succeed in the mess I am.
Beast saw beauty, and Everything, even the tiny turned, Amazing, for the beast, but Time had his own plans, Right went wrong, roses cried petals, It was left with a single petal, until the beauty Caressed the lips of the beast with her own, Ending the myth, born a fairy tale.