• The foul beast tricks you
    With promises of control
    He fattens you up with lies
    From his silver-forked tongue.

    The beast’s snake eyes shine deep, emerald green
    A sight that is very mesmerizing.

    Father to this monstrosity
    Born from one’s self doubt
    Spawning despair and rage in its ghastly wake.

    With its sharp obsidian talons
    It picks your every flaw
    With its dreamy whisper
    You hear your deepest fears.

    Filling your words with venom
    You’ll toss aside your friends
    Not knowing
    That’s when its nightmarish feast begins.

    A warning to young travelers
    On their life journey.

    No manner of weapon
    Can touch this enigmatic foe
    But with trust and understanding
    He quickly fades away.

    So steel yourself my friend
    With confidence against the beast within
    So the green eyed monster’s Siren-like wails pass over you
    As they fall on deaf ears.