1/17/2019
My mind is fire
my thoughts conspire
on the hunt
to quell desire
As I burn to the ground
prey is found
out in the open
don't make a sound
They come to kill
I'm standing still
can they see
or hear my shrill
They quietly walk
patiently stalk
their lonely target
my heart stops
I know they're there
they don't care
they've come this far
and they're prepared
Hopelessness rocks
perilous plots
cannibalize
dangerous thoughts
Stuck in place
this is my fate
closer they come
dinner awaits
Words can't be tamed
blood-soaked stains
litter the ground
bones barely remain
No one but
myself to blame