Mr. Hyde

There is a werewolf in me
writhing perpetually
in asynchronous rhythm
to my heart beat
it jerks violently
at irregular intervals
numbing my brain
forcing me
to do stupid things
making promises
I cannot keep
ruining lives
I cannot fix
he is abominable
an aberration
a curse
but he has lived here
a while now
almost like a pet
I call him
Mr. Hyde.

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