The Monster (Part 1)

You are a monster
Birthed directly from within
Ones heart and soul.
As you exit your womb
You leave a gaping hole
Filled with vulnerability.
You then leap on the back
Of the wise, old owl of time
And ride the winds of change
Through the skies of passion
To find the victim you seek.
You finally arrive,
Your prey is now in sight.
You have now come to the climax
That either ensures your survival
Or your extinction
For you are the only of your kind.
You might be hesitant
To approach them at first
Or you might just lunge. . .
Sinking your jaws
Into the goodness of their soul.
Either way your survival
Lies solely in their hands.