Prey

By raspberry89

My brain's a victim of my heart’s beating  
It’s the only way that I can reason  
Why this red I see is not depleting 
Soul crushing must be in due season  
As howling winds blow ever more strangely  
My pulse quickens its erratic pace  
My survival instincts go crazy  
And the blood falling from my face  
Makes my thoughts somewhat hazy  
I'll never see the end of this chase  
As many demons now plague me 

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Copyright 2014 raspberry89
Published on Saturday, July 5, 2014.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: Slow motion moments of clarity and confusion, all brought down from that exquisite beautiful blood. Fantastic write.

  • A former member wrote: Love the dark gothic spirit of the poem!

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