The never-ending feast...

The beast within

way deep inside

my Dr. Jekyll

and Mr. Hyde

on what does

this beast feed

what does it crave

what does it need?

What is the ugly

dark thing I find

in the corners

of my mind

tickling the surface

of my dreams

haunting me

nothing as it seems

the phantom of my nightmares

awake in a cold sweat

heart beating in my ears

no peace can I get.

Is it sickly

and wasting away

absent as the night

when dawns the day?

Or is it obese

from its gluttonous feed

slovenly gorging

on my bottomless need?