The Beast - a poem

There is a beast inside of me

It devours everything it can find

And with dark thoughts contaminates my mind

It won't ever let me be free

It feeds on all life and all light

It's never satisfied, no, it won't stop

It always craves my soul and climbs on top

Of me but I put up a fight

And I know it knows it's stronger

But it likes to play games and let me think

I can overpower it when I drink

But it only makes it stronger

So, again I cry all alone

'cause this beast has swallowed everything

But it's still here and that's the scary thing

'cause it means I'm never alone