I hear rumbling sounds echoing from a dark place.
I see it lurking in the shadows wating to pounce.
I don't how it found me again.
I thought I got rid of it a long time ago.
I thought I drove it off for good the last time it attacked me.
Why's it back staring directly at me?
I have no intention on letting it feast on me.
It has nothing but primal savagery ready to unleash upon me.
I want to earse it permanently.
I want it to leave me alone and go away forever.
I wish it was just hunt someone else.
I wish it find some new prey.
I grow weary from battling it.
I know eventually it will defeat me one day.
Until that day comes I stay forever vigilant.
I can never let my gaurd down around it.
If I don't it will completely consume me.
When that happens I will die or spend the rest of my days dwelling in a cage.
I refuse to be defeated by my blind rage.
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