Beast to a Baby

I have fought against myself
I have seen the destruction of the beast within
As it sleeps and bids rest I resound to a better living
As a baby slumbers it carries on in peace and beauty

Forbear the life I once lived, I shall not resort
Though it may be sought out of its peaceful rest
Its rest it will keep, for the sounding of its awakening you will not bear
This man much rather seeming be a baby than the beast he escapes

A child unknowing, I lived out destruction
A teen ignorant, I grew in rampage and fearful
A young man, I sought to never see the life I have put away
A gentleman, I seek not to be fearing rather befriending

Do not seek out a page that has been ripped away
Do not awake a beast when you know not why its being restful
Understand the purpose that this man wishes to take
Respect the life he lives and not once lived

As a baby may cry, so to shall a man knowing remorse
As a baby rather kindle in comfort, so to will a man seeking a companion
As a baby shares in joyous cheer, so to can a man wanting to find happiness
As a baby longs to be loved, so to does a man misunderstood

There is a reason I do not fight, I do not hate
The joys of life, the glow from others
In true reward and lifting, I know the difference between the beast and the baby
I rather be a baby, a bundle of precious joys
Than the beast, a creature of destruction.

From a beast to a baby, I live a new life in Joyful Hope