Prey To Be

All human,

Maybe a touch of something else.

Something like the

taste of bitter.

Unique in every way,

yet, different in the same ways.

Who knew I gad a brain?

Or answers to unbearable questions.

Keys to unlock able doors.

Would you accept these offerings?

The recipe,

For disaster;

The cure,

for rage;

A chain for the beast 

that stalks the night,

the…..shadows..?

An evil source bond inside of me.

"SPAWN OF THE DEVIL.!!"

"TYPICAL SATIN.."

The monster, inside my body,

Swimming through inhuman blood;

Pulsing in my swollen veins;

Ripping and clawing at already torn flesh.

Urging,

Craving,

WAITING,

to be set free,

to catch prey

once again…….