The beast

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Lurking in the shadows
Hiding in the dark
Beasts you may find
Weather rain or shine
Your fears it knows
Your sacred place
It's growling
Prowling on the ground
Where no one goes
And no one knows
Because it's only your imagination

The truth
Your imagination is dark
Not holding beasts
Not holding insects
But holding yourself
Your insecurities
Your flaws
You

It's cold there
There's war
There's death
Everything's dark
But you can't escape your mind
And no one can save you

The cursing
The fighting
The thoughts plague you
Spreading throughout your body
You can't fight it

It's cold
Not just my mind
Colder than this house
Meaner than my demons
And I can't escape it
I can't leave

Lurking in the shadows
Hiding in the dark
Your fears it knows
Your sacred place is gone
Ruined be the beast
The beast is you
Destroying everything and everyone
Then it retreats
Where no one goes
And no one knows
The pain you have caused yourself
Because it's only your imagination

                      -Zepha


Is it ok?
Idk 
.... Thx

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