Release

Breaking the silence the storm begins to churn darkness creeps upon my being from every direction A lone lion stands at the doorway awaiting my breath the yellow eyes of evil staring at the shadow of a former man I remember the feeling of fear from when i was a young boy Now nothing inside flinches as the predator draws near I feel the breeze no longer move as the floor creaks beneath bloody paws the taste of the last cigeratte runs across my tounge I close my eyes as the shadow envelopes myself The storm no longer burns through my body Instead the peaceful retreat of nothing stays The yellow eyes at the door still waiting for my breath