A collection of poetry, grim and dark

I live my life under constant strain
fighting my urge to cause pain
and my desire to bring an end
to the lives of my friends
There's a monster deep inside of me
gnawing,clawing, trying to break free

Everyday the beast grows stronger
I'm not sure I can fight it much longer
A lust for blood consumes my every thought
I want to kill, eat flesh, break bones, and leave the rest to rot
I hide these thoughts behind a forces grin
I wonder if I should just give in

The beast could take over and day
I'm barely keeping it at bay
I can't tell my friends, they won't understand
they'd say my imagination has gotten out of hand
But I know the evil inside me is real
how else do you explain these urges I feel?

I'll just have to watch myself with care
surely these cravings are something I can bear
I wont give in to this horrid temptation
nor allow myself a moment's hesitation
I'll be the master of this foul beast
It'll never partake in its gruesome feast!

All this talk of fighting the good fight
has made me work up an appetite
for something new and fresh
perhaps a pastry cooked with flesh?
No! I told myself I would be no sinner!
Though that doesn't mean I can't have a friend over, for dinner