Emptiness... an empty husk No warm bonds, The weightless mind, Floating in the cold, dark, void.
No ripples, just stillness Like polished black marble, lies undisturbed Surface of the emotional pond. Pebbles, rocks, leaves and flowers, Sink without trace, without ripples.
But, The murky turbulence at the depths, Churns and moves with sinister purpose Who knows the depths to which, The darkness of mind sinks.
The beast finds itself Inhumanity, a living entity. Feral glow lights the eye Hunting lust lights the mind Walking becomes stalking Opportunity becomes wounding strikes. Draw of blood - Pumping of endorphins and Satisfaction to mind.
Pain a stimulus ' given or taken, Fueling the cold rage Maim, mutilate, crush, vaporize. Realization of nature's law - Destroy or be destroyed.
Bones popping and splintering, Tendons tearing and snapping Flesh shredding and mincing, Struggling in a sea of agony. Trying to find a bearing Finding a semblance of it, Losing it, finding it, losing it, Finding it... Laughing, Aware the circle is completing.
The beast looks up, Bearing it's teeth, and The eye bleak - A sickly smile.
