Spoiler
The 'beasts' are wolves, (as I roughly put them together as), otherwise those little thoughts in your head that put you down. Sometimes, these beasts appear as a person, saying things to you that really hurt you inside, and after a while you begin to accept them, and believe them. You let them hurt you and play with your emotions. They steal your warmth and happiness, and you let them.
They push and pull,
gentle snorts growing firce,
lips peeling back into snarls
their muzzles bending down,
smearing blood against your skin.
You lay in silence
letting them mangle your body,
frozen air drifting from your lips,
eyes as calm as the sea.
A snowflake lands on your nose,
melting with the warmth
as the beasts tear at you.
