The Beast in Me

The Beast in Me

A Poem by Kent Clark

The Beast in Me

When I look in the mirror, something frightens me,

Something horrible, despicable, and impossible to hide.

This is a fiend only I can see,

He is the Beast that dwells within me.

Horns of sharp ebony bone,

Teeth like razor knives.

A horror unknown,

Devastator of lives.

His eyes are like Hellfire,

His smile is cold ice.

There’s nothing stopping the flames from climbing higher,

His joy comes from rage and vice.

The worst thing of all, the most fearsome place,

The true terror of the Beast I see:

He has my face,

He is me.

© 2014 Kent Clark

Author's Note

Kent Clark
This is my first poem, so give me honest feedback, please?

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Very interesting poem. I certainly don't really understand what makes you feel like a beast, but none the less was an interesting write.
I enjoyed the read :)

Posted 1 Year Ago

very nicely written my darling, even better now that this opinion of yourself is no longer true and you are safe with me, home. Yours In Eternity - CK

Posted 4 Years Ago

Kent Clark

4 Years Ago

All thanks to you, honey ;) :-*
I found this poem very enjoyable! This was had a very deep tone and mood and it sounds a little bit depressing! Very great peace of work!! Please keep writing!

Posted 4 Years Ago

Kent Clark

4 Years Ago

Thank you for the feedback. The poem is about a personal struggle with PTSD.

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Added on April 26, 2014
Last Updated on April 26, 2014


Kent Clark
Kent Clark

Canton, OH

I'm an up-and-coming writer and would like to use this site to get more feedback on my work. I have no published works as of now, but am working on it. I take inspiration from anything and am always t.. more..

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