I Feed

by Psychopathic   Sep 22, 2004


As the sun rises,
the darkness creeps away.
My time has come to an end.

The dark is my time,
my time to feast.
I feast on fear, anger, and hate.
These things keep me alive.

I suck the life out of you,
and you can't even scream.
I smell your fear;
this is what I live for.
I whisper in your ear,
"This will hurt."
I slit your throat.
As the blood flows,
I drink deep.

I hope you understand
now what it feels like to be
emptied of your life.

It's people like you
that made my life,
my shit hole of a life,
the hell it is today.

When your life is gone,
I go back to pain
Even though you were in pain,
I was in bliss.
I fed on your fear
so now I am stronger.

As the darkness creeps away,
the sun finds you cold as my heart.

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