Mystery Beast Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell

Do you know me?
Thats the question you ask.
Well I know you allright.
I am the beast.
That fucks up your day.

What is this mystery beast.
The one that eats my day by day?
Why does this unforseen beast pick on me?
What did I ever do?

Oh mystery beast.
I can not see you.
But I sense your presence.
Please dont pocess my body.
Realease me please.

This mystery beast.
Runs through my vains.
Eating me day by day.

Amy Kerswell