“Beware the beast,” she should have said, but fed him sweetness instead.
Oh the songs her heart really sang,
but he was her dream, she wouldn’t lose him again
She showed him her sweetness and love as she spoke,
she told him the stories of how her heart broke.
Now she knows, all that she should have explained,
has landed on her doorstep, where dissension reigns
though he may not yet know it, she see’s the truth,
that one of these days he’ll be a story too.
‘Brace yourself for disaster,’ the real world screamed out,
but real wasn’t a concept that she knew about.
All she knew was the beast, soft and tame at the start,
but searching for reason to be let out of her heart.
But because she can’t lose him, she’ll believe all his lies,
even if it’s not true it still makes her heart fly,
and though he says he’s not scared in the least,
she been there and knows there’s no taming the beast.
And nothing can stop it, for it there’s no death,
it needs no sustaining, it has no use for breath.
It lays in her heart, somewhere deep in the black,
poised and ready for thrill, as it waits to attack.
And she knows, all that she should have explained,
it’s only fair to let go, but she wants him to remain
cos he might be the one to soothe the beast that has risen,
although she knows in the end he’s just going to get bitten.
“Beware the beast,” she should have said, then fed him sweetness instead.