Beast

A Powers
And the animal inside me awakens
and begins to claw to the surface,
and I can feel it emerging.
The desire becomes ravenous.
This is not about what I want
anymore. I need this.
Dark, demonic eyes
ripping into my consciousness;
teeth tearing into the flesh,
pulling the scream from deep within me;
sin embedding itself in me.
I am what I have become:
a beast.

Published by A Powers

FIND WHAT YOU WANT ON MY ORGANIZED WEBSITE http://awriterpowers.yolasite.com/ A. Powers is an English major and longtime freelance writer. She enjoys sharing her experiences with crafts, films and other...  View profile

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