Deadly Temptation's blog: "BEAST WITHIN"

Looking back on time and space Seeing a Childs innocent face Knowing that things aren’t what they appear For inside this child cries silent tears Deep inside, she is filled with so much pain She feels dirty and full of shame Innocence lost at such a young age. Locked this child in a pain filled cage There is no freedom or escape From the fact that this child was raped While the guilty man is roaming free This child is sentenced to eternity Eternity locked away with all this shame She can’t help but wonder was she really to blame? Even though common sense says it was not her fault She can’t seem to help from having these thoughts That is what keeps running though her minds As she keeps going back to those moments in time Wasn’t there something different she could of done Why didn’t she scream or at lest try to run Fear and shame kept her frozen to her spot While this grown man did what he should of not Shame and fear made her keep the silence Kept her from telling about the violence The thing that is shocking beyond belief Is that this child could not get any relief The same thing happened again and again The first time was just how it began More than one man did his worst None of them caring about the child they hurt After the fist time it must have been easy to tell Was it her pain and shame they could smell? With every touch a part of her died Now she is in a prison that has no gate Each one of them sealing her fate

On this dark stormy night, My mind is full of thoughts. My vampiric fangs Are as sharp as talons On this dark stormy night, I hunt my prey, My lustful thoughts, My demonic desire. On this dark stormy night, My fangs sink deep into the skin Of my hunted prey, Their blood running down my chin. On this dark stormy night, This fateful kiss of death, Planted upon my prey, Finally kills my victim.

Within my heart, there lies a beast. Ungodly and awful, not to clever in guise. Deep, within the soul of me, this beast prowls restlessly throughout night and day. Behind my eyes a clearer image of the beast lurks silently in the shadows. Repugnant and distasteful, I feel it naught, but know it lies within me. For people shy from me and never close in to near my presence without quickly scurrying away. Furtive looks and fearful cast glances greet me wherever I might go. The beast is tame, to me. I never realize it lurks there, hiding in the dark recesses of my soul. I feel perfectly normal, but know from the way people shun me that the beast prowls ceaselessly. On rare occasion, someone sees past the apparition and smiles a fleeting beam of sunshine into the murkiness enshrouding me. Without exception, the smile fades. The gloom returns and the shadows again chase away the light. Why? What manner of creature is it that lies within me? Oh, happiness, happiness, wherefore art thou? Life is pain and pain is life. My life, at any rate. Life seems to be a ceaseless journey, stumbling through the darkness, tripping over countless unfriendly obstacles. Searing, shooting agonies befall me at every step. I wistfully recollect visions of times when light illuminated the shadows.