Thick skin is exactly what I have
Not from getting stronger...
Grip my throat,
squeeze, squeeze...
Behind red eyes
Lurks a monstrous creature...
Innocence becomes the prey
As a monster descends upon the day...
A mystery waiting to unfold,
wafted by unseen winds...
*Written for Abed's Hunger Games Contest Round...
Haunting flashbacks parade through thy mind...
She hid; her heart ready for the hunt.
While she waited alone silently...
I feel him coming, the darkness screams
The shadows begin to hide...
Rumours of red eyes,
Eeriness creeping closer...
I was once numb behind pink umbrellas
and quirky rubber bands...
Sade dit moi
Qu' est ce que tu vas chercher...
12.
This Night...