Him
Constant images of blood.
This is not my sight.
This is what he sees!
The one who haunts my mind.
Lurking in the deepest depths.
His anger like a flood!
it fills me with fright.
whenever i get close he flees!
hes the one i must find.
in order to have peace!
he only sees red.
the crimson red of all people around me.
he is my anger,
my hatred!
a true monster ofmy mind.
his lust for blood shall never be fed!
as long as i am free.
he is no stranger.
no he is not kind!
but he is part of me.
an evil pressence that i fear,
will one day take control.
if he does i will be lost!
in a sea of blood.
for without a single tear,
he will slaughter with glee.
his heart frozen with frost.
his anger and hate a flood.
devouring the world!
Copyright © Dyp The Wolf | Year Posted 2013
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