Beast
Let the Beast
devour your soul,
Let it make
your body feel whole.
We all know
that first breath,
is a disastrous
leap towards death.
Now you won't stop.
It's an addiction,
a must,
a craving,
a lust.
Turn back
from the demon within
before the mutation kicks in.
Thursday 14th January 2016 6:21 am
Cannibal
Silently they prayed for tomorrow,
For rid of knives I had to borrow.
I could not give that wish,
I was starving, they were my dish.
Slicing down upon their souls,
I placed them gently into bowls.
Like a feast of tomato soup,
I then sat down to droop.
I cannot take this,
I cannot handle,
I've become a beast,
A Cannibal.
Thursday 14th January 2016 6:12 am
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