• To the beast wthin

    oh yes my pet - i hear you ,
    prowling through your cage.
    i cannot bear to look
    at you,
    still i can't wish you away.
    there's that rumbling in
    your throat,
    the resonating growl...
    this feeling of some choked
    back need,
    building quickly to a howl.
    symbolic of some wildness,
    foolish i,
    thought it could be tamed...
    i only made you stronger
    with the
    weight of each new chain.
    therefore i keep you
    where only i can see,
    afraid to gaze upon you,
    to set you free