She crawls through miles of dirt.
Breaking ground with bloodied fingers
And viscious intent.
My weakness is a light in the fog.
She finds me unerringly.
Nowhere to run.
My doubt fuels her
Voracious appetite.
Her teeth flash at my throat.
Vindictive *****
Addiction.
I can never bury her deep enough.
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
She crawls through miles of dirt.
Breaking ground with bloodied fingers
And viscious intent.
My weakness is a light in the fog.
She finds me unerringly.
Nowhere to run.
My doubt fuels her
Voracious appetite.
Her teeth flash at my throat.
Vindictive *****
Addiction.
I can never bury her deep enough.
