The Beast Poem by Katie Champeau

I am only a shell,
of what I used to be.
I used to be Katie,
that laughed and loved.
This girl i used to know,
now a stranger to me.
She loved life,
and all that was in it.
That spark of her love,
shrivelled and died.

The Katie that was known,
was brightly shining,
until the beast moved in,
and now she's slowly dying.

There is a beast inside me,
and he grows stronger still.
He swallowed my light,
my love and my will.
He knows I'm a sinner,
and takes what he will.

He's stolen my happiness,
my trust and my faith.
A continuing nightmare,
one I have begun to hate.
my tears are his muse,
my energy his strength.
The beast has left me hollow,
with a tortured fate.

A neverending nightmare,
that grows him more and more.
This beast is relentless,
he hungers more.

I know he is there,
waiting for me.
His hope is weakness,
Despair is his heart.
This beast knows no boundries,
he will tear me apart.

I beg him to leave,
but he clings to my pain
hoping I will falter,
and only give in.

This beast has claimed my soul,
to be his alone.
Agony and destruction,
words he only knows.
He waits for my self-destruction,
a dance i've done before.
like taking to many pills,
or bleeding out on my bathroom floor.
My pain makes him smile,
as he claims me for his own.
This beast will not leave,
what he calls a home.