"Don't run from it," they say
"You can't just flee forever."
I want to run from it, hide it away,
But it is fierce, it is clever,
And it's coming after me.
They want me to challenge it,
To set that monster free,
But I run, so I don't get bit.
It is mighty, it is strong,
And I can't take it down.
We could fight it all day long
And never bring it to the ground.
It's coming fast through the night,
To hunt and catch my soul.
It opens massive jaws to bite,
And its eyes burn orange like coal.
On misshapen black wings it flies,
Circling overhead.
It spreads its words of hate and lies
Until we all are dead.
With razor keen teeth and claws,
It prowls stealthily through the dark.
I stare it down, yield to its laws,
And it bites out my heart.
May 11, 2015
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