The Fire Beast

Deep inside of me there is a beast. A beast that whispers things and tells me things. Dirty, mean little things.

This beast is of fire and flames.

Slowly, it breaks me down. It destroys me.

I try to run, but there is no escape from this masterful beast.

The Beast is of my own making and it resides within my mind. Weaving webs of deceit and lies. Punishing me for everything, including what I have not done. It is tireless and relentless. Feeding off of my self hate and loathing.

The Fire Beast is my anxiety.

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