The beast tears away at me all over.
It claws and rips and strangles its way in.
It storms its way throughout my body,
And sets fire to all within.

There is no peace or comfort.
I can barely concentrate.
All day the beast controls my thoughts.
I don’t know where I’ll soon be at this rate.

No matter what I do, it’s there.
There’s no way out, I can’t get away.
It’s all I can do to leave my bed.
The beast inside seems to want to stay.

Go ahead and talk to me.
I’ll barely hear what you say.
The beast is messing with all I do.
I can’t wait until it goes away.