I am living a lie.

There is a terrible, hungry beast inside me,

Ravaging my organs,

Scorching my soul.

I cannot escape it,

It is eating me from within,

Because I am the beast!

I am the monster that hides behind the angel's wings.

I soar above the earth,

And then I dive and plunge,

Piercing my own heart,

Consuming my mortal body in flames.

And from the inside out,

I am now changed.

O how I have starved for the truth of what I am!

I am the hunter that stalks its prey,

I am the fear that plagues the mind,

Insidious, paralyzing, ruthless.

I will not stop until all is consumed,

Until everything that I was

Is a pile of ash

And a solitary feather.

A brush of poison,

A reminder to all

That the beast is still alive.

It is in us all.