[ beast - downfall ]

The beast retreated when she left
And locked itself in Sorrow's slumber
His malice greatened
His heart grew weak

He took her garment and drew a breath
Of memory, sweet dusted fragments
Days spent solely with her
Encased in a warm embrace

The beast shrank into his soul
And let the present take control
But the present was himself
And he could no longer hide

The beast felt incomplete
And snarled in misery
For he knew that he completed her
But without her he could not be

Quite as complete as she
ocean's picture

Mmmn.

Mmmn. <3
I like the first stanza!
-attempts to read more of your writing (I fail at focusing D:)-
MickKreiger's picture

I always feel that the

I always feel that the duality, neccessary for singularity in a person, is something so fascinating. It makes you wonder about people like in love and such, does it ever become so part of them, that it becomes like they have a section of their selves, that needs the other for the person to be completed. -...< look at me i'm being all smartified.-

I can also...understand the Beast. It's difficult to explain. The stronger the malice, the weaker the heart, is reminiscent of just some of the feeling that i have had...
--Mick--

Ocean; &hearts; Mick; Mmm.

Ocean;

Mick; Mmm. Your ponderings feel like porridge right now, with honey. Trust me, that's a good thing; my head hurts. ♥