Poetry - Within The Cage

It lurks, languid within the bars of its cage
It hungers, craving both to feed and be fed upon
It gnaws, at itself when no others are in reach
It craves, the sensation inflicted and to inflict
It licks, the teeth and wounds marked on flesh
It wants, skin to be torn and tear upon beauty
It thrashes, yet wishes to be constrained
It strains, for it wants to lash and claw
It begs, without humility and subservience
It bites, showing no yielding mercy
There is only the darkness of contempt