The change

by viraz vitalia   Oct 10, 2008


I didn't pay much attention to it at first.
But now i can't just deny it.
It seems i'm changing.
Maybe for the better...
maybe for the worse.
How i hope it is for the worst.
I was always the nice guy.
Never causing any waves.
But it seems that its all about to change.
Days past and the changes continue.
Until the day its over.
I look at myself not a human.
Not a animal.
Just in between.
I look at the newfound muscles.
And feel the heightened senses.
Now I begin anew.
When I leave my residence in the dead of night.
I search for my prey.
I hunger for their flesh.
I long for the taste of their blood.
Rending asunder their flesh.
And listening to their screams.
I relish in the moment.
The feeling a new high.
Better than any drug.
Stronger than any drink.
The taste of flesh, blood, sweat, and fear.
I love this change.
It was better for me but...
worse for everyone else.

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