Breathe. Relax. Calm Down.
The Beast smells fear
From light years away.
The Beast can detect
The slightest bit of cowardice
In you.
And The Beast will attack.
Vicious. Cruel. Ruthless.
Never stopping until the verge
Of death appears in
Bright, blazing, neon lights.
Even then, sometimes,
It never slows down the
Tearing its prey
Limb from limb. Blood gushing.
Reviving her kill, barely,
With the use of the words
"I Love You"
When The Beast walks
Through the door,
Your silence and solitude
Vanishes, never to return
Until the next day that
Might not come for you.
The Beast's mood is never
Certain. Happy? And remains
That way? A good, peaceful
Night you will have.
Angry? Duck. Cover. Run.
Get away from The Beast
Unless you want to be broken
In half, eaten whole.
Show no fear. Never bite back.
Let no tears fall. Let no
Tears Show. Let no tears gather,
Build up, nothing at all.
It shows weakness.
The Beast preys upon weakness.
And The Beast will roar its
Mighty Roar. And The
Beast will give you a reason
To show weakness.
Sad? Prepare your shoulder.
The Beast crys too.
The Beast hurts too. The
Beast feels too. The
Beast needs love and
Compassion too. The Beast
Is the master, leaving you
Its slave. Even though
You are so young, The Beast
Has no one else to confide in.
You are all The Beast has
Anymore, and The Beast
Will lean on you for support.
You must be sturdy, never
Let it fall. You are not to
Break down. You are
Not to need a shoulder to
Cry on and someone
To lean on too. You are to
Keep it bottled up inside.
It's not like you have anyone,
No friends to talk to,
The Beast won't allow for
That to ever happen. Hide
Your feelings, or The Beast
Will see, and you will
Fall victim to it once
Again. Just please
Remember to watch your
Back, for The Beast
Is watching, and planning
Its next attack.