Beast
Rudy

The darkness crawling in,
my mind disappears.
Sadness building a nest,
It is like a feast.

Patience wearing thin,
sanity always jeering.
The only thing to suggest,
do not feed the beast.

The light will not win,
there is no clearing.
All that infests,
in the least.

All that makes up sin,
never hearing.
Only others behest,
to feed the beast.

Always interfering
with a new request,
staring with a grin.