Fri, 08/11/2017 - 13:39 -- Eme1294

 Monsters of the night,

they haunt me.

They want to kill.

Their blood lust transfers,

I am the victim.


Rage and pain fills the once whole heart

The blood lust is now mine

I want to kill

I haunt myself


As the pain grows

So does my rage

still bottled up,

about to explode,

This is something I can't contain.


So I remain in slilence

Letting the Monsters,

kill me.


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