Becoming the beast

by jeffery sechrest   Apr 9, 2009


Dragging my feet
On this lonesome street
Hanging my head
As my tears fall like lead.

Tearing at my skin
With such a sinister grin
Knowing the strength with in
will burn
But i take it all
Standing tall.

Excepting the beast inside
With every stride
Feeling my heart turning black
Knowing there is no going back.

Becoming the beast,
You see me as.

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