In the quiet of the mind
Roars the beast
It roams till it finds
The peace its feast
It feeds on the calm
Till there's nothing but worry
The sweat on our palms
It drinks in a hurry
The creature leaves behind only doubt
And makes you forget all about reason
Questions as to what that was about
Flavor the food with a fine season
It waits in the dark corners
For it's prey to make its return
In your mind this is torture
But the beast never learns
When the peace settles in
And you're feeling like yourself
The creature smiles a grin
And places you back on the shelf
You're looking down
As the beast feeds it's hunger
The familiar sound
You've known since you were younger
This beasts cage is only your mind
And it has never tasted defeat
However, the peace that you find
Is always devoured on repeat
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