The Eye of the Beast
The cold hit me, it froze my soul
The last gasp of air knocked from my body
Down, down, down in some deep dark wet hole
I was lost I was gone, there would be no more me.
I opened my eyes and looked into known death
The eye of a beast stared back.
I knew that I was holding my breath
Yet desperately trying to claw my way back.
Its teeth the beast then did bare
The jaws opened wide and it expelled
The last meal devoured, how would I fare?
The last of the air in my lungs I held.
Bones and bodies of undigested food did surround
My eyes open wide, fear did abound
Was I to be the last meal of the beast?
Was it on me that it was now going to feast?
Prayers hurled through my jangled mind
Thoughts of would any of my body they find
My parents no funeral would they have for me
As the meal of this beast I knew I was going to be.
© GG 16/08/2103
Copyright © Mandy Tams The Golden Girl | Year Posted 2013
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