Hi everyone, I just posted another poem, please review!!!
Beast

R. S. Azalèa

There’s anger turned into madness

All empties is lying within me

All solitude is with in my reach

All power between my fingers

I’m like a puppet master

The beast that consumes my soul

Is slowly drifting me away from all of this

I’m letting me take me away any moment now

I’m the HOLY SPIRT because I make things happen

There is no use running away

From the beast under the bed

When the beast rests deep in my soul

This anger and confusion entangles

My own will,

My will of survivor

This illusion of my soul

So deep way within

This outer shell does not

Embrace the inner Beast

That is me

Well what do you think? Do you like? Please review!!