My Monster

It lurks in the dark, waiting to be fed by me - a great appetite it has! Sometimes I feed it knowingly, other times unknowingly. It's growth patterns is somewhat irregular- one minute it's too large and stout, other times it's malnourished and stunted. People get frightened when they see its reflection in my eyes; violence is its symbolism. The problem with the monster is that it doesn't have a body. Spiritual warriors tell me that only my mind can kill it.....