The Mind Of A Preditor
“I need a savior?”
Well no one can save you.
You’re in the darkness now,
so no one can hear you.
Scream if you like.
Then see what will come through
See what will reach out
Poke it’s face and surprise you.
So mole over this mystery.
Hope that it hunts you.
Let it make you sweat.
As I choke on you viciously
And feast on your flesh.
But if you want to get rid of me
Better point to the next.
Cause fresh meat is best to eat
Tender textures of those in distress.
Let blood spill
And be free from regret.
Be free from filling upset.
Let the sunset on those weighing on you
The ones pressing onto your chest.
The ones that have you wearing extra clothing
A vest to protect
This tender spot from hurting.
Get angry or get berried.
Kindness can be weakness
You must eat then be kind
Its a sin for the weak to be kind.
So scream and find the light
Be free of me
Or join a pile of bones
Pick my teeth with what remains