The Beast

• Artist: WrymZero
• Description: This poem is a little bit of things that most people may feel when they have no comprehension of the world around them, and i want for those people to know that it is alright to feel this way, that it's a natural occurrence that happens.
• Date: 05/01/2011
• Tags: beast

I am the beast in the evening dusk

Lying fully awake and aware of the past, the present, the future

Feeling oblivious to the world all around me yet still...



I am the beast, waiting endlessly for something i do not comprehend

Counting the years, days, minutes, even seconds

Attempting to find what beauty is left in my soul.



I am the beast, clawing away at my frustration and strain

Throwing around my words only to have them miscomprehended

Inarticulate towards his peers, but mute to the public.



I am the beast, hiding from the pain, holding back all stress

And yet finding that happiness is only imaginary

Even while my own imagination is vast itself.



I am the beast, writhing in misfortune of wanting to be understood

To be interpreted and understood correctly instead of conceiving false presence

Yet even with all of this, I am the beast, waiting for my beauty.