The Monster Hidden Inside Poem by GALEED MAGAGULA

Sometimes pleasure is violence
As my dignity and humanity grows a distance
Sometimes the smell of blood
Fills my ego, as hate and its flood
Drowns my innocents
Little by little I grow out of power
It's the flames of hate consume my innocents
And sometimes a second more than an hour
Like a lion, I thirst for blood
Like a zombie, I hunger for flesh
In anger and hate revenge is food
Blood pumping and boiling, the warm is the flesh
Just the way I like it, just like a lion
Like flakka anger drowns
Me, and gives me super powers
In this state a mere second is like 300 hours
But I live not to make
The enemy happy
Inside this dark thoughts there is light
As I stretch my hands towards the light
My thirst for blood is filled
With the one of the mighty (Jesus)
My hunger for flesh vanishes
Since am fed the flesh of Jesus
My anger and hate drowns in his love