The Beast

Dripping in anguish,

Tears of salty blood fall from my eyes.

“What more can I do for you?”

“How long until I’m right?”

Decaying under crippled flesh,

My heart aches for understanding.

“What more can I do?”

“If you could only feel my pain.”

Clear the infection from my ducts,

Tears never quelch the pain.

“What can I do?”

“Words only spread the disease.”

Intoxicated on unknown words,

Can’t even make a sentence.

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I will take the pain.”

Hold it in,

You know you will.

“Words only decay in my angry breath.”

“Happiness lost, sadness has spread.”

Hold on to your pain,

Never let it go.

The beast will continue to dwell inside.

So she will never know.