Hunted

by EchosLastSong   May 11, 2011


Run
Run
Don't look back.
The spinning vortex that is the world betrays my senses.
My heart is a panicked bird in my chest.
The cadence of their foot falls beat close.

Breathe
Breathe
The midnight air rakes her claws down my throat;
Burns my chest;
Kills my scream.

"Blood,
Blood"
The wind whispers to me as I trip and fall.
"Give in or die"
Says the demons in my head
As I clasp my head in my hand like a vice.

Silence
Silence
The reality of life crushes my hope
Kills my dreams
I close my eyes and give a sigh
Accept the defeat silently.

No
No
Shake the vulnerability like cobwebs
Stand tall with glinting eyes and deathly snarls
I am no longer the Hunted
I am the Hunter.

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