The Animal Inside

Everyone knows that incased in themselves deep inside is an animal waiting pounce, you don't know where, or when, or even why, you just know it's there and that it's always ready even in its dormancy. I'd like to think that the animal inside of me is my allie, always there to help me if need. The sad truth is that the animal inside of me and the animal inside of everyone else is not there as your allie, but rather as an enemy waiting for the perfect time to take vengence on you, whatever you did to piss it off is beyond you, or anybody else for that matter. I saw the animal inside me once, a rare occurace. Usually the animal inside of everyone lurks in the deep catacombs of the hidden caves that incase the entire regions of your mind and soul, but on occasion you will get lucky(or unlucky) and get to see the animal inside of you firsthand. More often than not when you are face to face staring down the animal inside of you it is not a lucky or even pleasent occasion. The animal inside is a force that is only comparable to the Hall of Mirrors illusion, whereas you know which one of the faces presented to you is real, others only see the many faces presented to them and make assumptions as to which one you really are. However the animal inside is a false reflection of ones self and can only be described as an unstudied impulse that one acts on, with no regard to the actions it takes or the consequences that follow them. It lunges forth and them retreats back to those hidden catacombs where it lies dormant and leaves you to suffer the consequences of its undoing.