The Consequence Of Happiness.. Poem by Derrick Andrews

My eyelids grow heavy, my body has taken all it can endure,

im miserable in the daytime, and sleep is my only cure,

for in my dreams i am a happy man, invincible and kind,

no one can stop the rush of joy, i create inside my mind,

but sleep is only temporary, for everyone must awaken,

so in the daytime i am sad again, my happiness forsaken,

my body aches in the daytime, the dark nights are cool and refreshing,

my happiness at night, is my one and only blessing,

for at night the monster inside me, takes a momentary rest,

and the essence of my character, is truly at its best,

but sometimes the beast refuses rest, it has another need,

it forces me to write for it, with its unstoppable greed,

i fear i can not suppress this beast, it grows stronger while i sleep,

i feel as though its a raging wolf, and i, a tender sheep,

it would readily devour me, but it needs me to survive,

its thirst to continue breathing is all that keeps me alive,

and i can not resist its thirst, its wants have become my own,

it has become a part of me, and thus has surely grown,

and now i too, thirst for power, i long to continue writing,

resisting the beast is useless, for my body aches from fighting,

so i allow it to control me, sure that it will make me stronger,

i long for everlasting power, and i can not wait any longer,

so ill use everything available, to obtain my ultimate goal,

even if the consequence is my heart turning to coal,

ill readily accept my fate, for the reward seems so much greater,

i would rather have my power now, and suffer for it later,

id do anything to reach my goals, and the beast would too, indeed,

for my powerful ambition, is something that it needs,

i fear i am the beast now, if so then i have failed,

for these evil wants and urges, have definetly prevailed...