Caging the Beast

There is a beast deep inside
I’ve kept it caged up long enough 
It gnaws and howls at me
From behind it’s bars
The darkness builds within me 
And so does the beast deep inside
All my anger
All my hate
All my verbal venom 
That I have to hide
That I hide to be perceived as normal
Bottling it up
So the beast gets fed
It’s hunger bottomless
Till the cage is rusted
It’s bars dented
Unable to contain the beast 
As it rushes to the surface
Always at the wrong times
Always when I expect it least
One of the worst things is that
It’s mostly over little things
As soon as it’s out it’s too late
Hurting the ones I love 
I cannot take it back
No matter how many times I apologise
It will never be enough
Worst of all I don’t remember or know the reason why I hurt them