The Beast

A gasp escapes from his startled lips He runs but can’t escape the Beast’s eager jaws This hazy dream world of the Beast seems never to withdraw A shock comes upon him, the fear of a total eclipse As he nearly surrenders to its hammering whips He dares to keep going, away from the Beast’s lethal cause The fear shows him his deeds and the monstrosity he once was The Beast’s potent magic, ever closer, into his soul drips He slips and he falls, too deep into the dark Once and for all be succumbs to the Beast’s numbing poison Final acceptance of the end leads him to his last journey, the last on which he will ever embark His being is washed away, his fears, doubts, and hopes exploited His last seconds of life are marked by a grim smile, that of a quickly dying spark As he slips into eternal slumber, he knows that dark hungry beast cannot be avoided