I feel it deep
inside,
this bitter rage I try
to hide.
the harder I push to 
drive it under,
it dose no good against
it's thunder.
It's sleek darkness
takes control,
I am weekness in it's
hold.
Like a vine crawling up a 
wall,
It grows on me untill I 
fall.
The beast inside I have 
become,
the anger and I are
now one.