Shadows, To be continued

It has been a time since this has come to the surface. A growl, a snarl. The sounds that fill my mind. What is these things I hear? Are they real or are they the work of the mind. I guess that is a question of mine. How do I do I find the answer to this question of mine? How would one go about finding the source of such sounds? Mind boggling it is. As I quest forth for my answer through the corridors of my mind, many things do have surfaced. One of which a shadow of a long time pass, though that is little issue for one such as I. Though with this shadow many things do come to me. A many things a do find myself ashamed of. Though, with a wave of the hand, the shadow has but been banned from the mind. What though will the next shadow be I wonder?

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The next shadow does show it's face, though it's a face that is all to familiar. Why must this be the one of now. The snarl and growl it grows in length and greatness. This one before me is one that I so much had feared. The one that had locked away. Shackled and chain. It's use wasn't needed anymore. So why did I do such a thing to my former self? It was for control. This form of myself, it ran on pure instinct and need. Not once would this shadow of my former self think of others in it's quest to sait the need that burned within itself. Why did I ever let this one get so powerful. This shadow would not be easy to banish nor did I think it to be possible. Though, sealing would be possible, and thus it was done. Once more the chains did appearing. Cuffs binding it's arms to a table, and anklets holding it's legs. This was a core part of myself, as such, ridding myself of it, would be ridding myself of something that I along with others recognize. The beast, the instinct to protect, the instinct to harm those that I hold dear.