Yet Again
The feeling
Haunts me
Time and time again
I sense it as it’s coming
Like a scent upon the wind
Like wind across the predator
Wafts out to warn the prey
So likewise all I know and feel
Screams ‘turn and run away’
But something deep in side me
In a way I can’t explain
Finds pleasure in the desecration
Need inside the pain
So mind and heart and faculty
Drink of the traitor’s blood
And render my will helpless
Like a reed against the flood
Then yet again I falter
For I now become as they
The predator has full control
I want to be the prey
Copyright © Jeff Bresee | Year Posted 2011
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