The evil that lurks within you
Dripping with slick, sweat and slime.
Crawling on legless feet
Like a monster banished from the nether reaches of the deep
One eye revealing the disgust within
As it sees out, seeking to spite and fright
A nightmare of the sickest kind.
Born out of fire
From a desire consumed by lust
Created this monster
A mistake craving vengeance
That which should not have been
Is now happening
It’s out, loose, away and about
This creature horridly deformed
A product of a race with no regard for their wrongs
(Written on 19th of Oct 2004 – just the need to write something with monsters in it. Don't ask...i was angry )
Crawling on legless feet
Like a monster banished from the nether reaches of the deep
One eye revealing the disgust within
As it sees out, seeking to spite and fright
A nightmare of the sickest kind.
Born out of fire
From a desire consumed by lust
Created this monster
A mistake craving vengeance
That which should not have been
Is now happening
It’s out, loose, away and about
This creature horridly deformed
A product of a race with no regard for their wrongs
(Written on 19th of Oct 2004 – just the need to write something with monsters in it. Don't ask...i was angry )
posted by The Grin Reaper at
11:27 PM
1 Comments:
Hey that's brilliant & honest!!! I could almost see that horrible creature - what's worse is that i recognised that it lurks in me too! Good stuff man, nothing like raw emotion to spark a good poem.(K)
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