My Beast

Eyes glowing with rage, the beast howls at his pulsating dungeon. Dripping with blood he claws the scarlet organ again and again. He crushes bone and life in his attempt for exquisite liberty. I smile, no one notices the animal confined within. Frenzied he paces his cage, desperate to escape this dismal hell. His exhaled fury drifts upwards to infect my fragile mind. He breaks through my breast and breathes the unsoiled air. Free to search for another sufferer, for he alone is anguish. The organ heals, preparing itself for the next demon to draw closer.