The Beast

I hear a roar
Making my heart-rate soar
I scream
As it may seem
That only I can see
This great beast devouring me

Great white ivory fangs
Of the Beast, no tales are sang
There’s no mention
Of the devastation
Caused by this incarnation
Of forsaken evil
That can instantly kill
Sapping will
Resistance, worth nil

Your fear will flow
Feeding the Beast, making it grow
But It commits suicide
No need now to run or to hide
The Beast veiled in invisibilty
Now a corpse, is Monotony