The Hunted

The Hunted

Creations myth,
of happiness...
In nightmare will I stay.

This life's begun,
with unrising sun...
I'm just another prey.

The predators eyes,
cannot see mine...
(It's where weakness is concealed)

I can't be found,
For he'll hunt me down...
Mercy unrevealed.

The woven threads,
of a spiders web...
Hold capture to my fears.

And deep within,
This demons skin...
Lay... these...angry...tears