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I feel it stirring deep in my soul,

animalistic emotions within my genes.

Dormant from these millions of years past,

still without a cure or modern day vaccine.



I can usually control it when it arises,

pushing it back down into its dark place.

But sometimes I lose cause it's way too strong,

having to give in and allow it to embrace.



Warnings to all when this monster erupts,

those in the know will give it a wide berth.

For when it awakens and comes to the top,

hide because there's no safe place on this earth.



My blood rages and I just want to kill,

who or what doesn't matter to this beast in me.

Rampage and death is all that it desires,

Hell and damnation to all once it is set free.



Terror in my heart trying to keep it controlled,

letting it loose is what I most dread.

When it occurs I can only ride out the storm,

it's then that I wish that I were most dead.