something wild has been eating at me
because now i'm all torn apart..
so if I may
can i slide into your bones and become you..?
escape
what i can't control
and be something new..?
i tire of this skin, and i tire of yours
i can never find something to sustain my hunger long enough
because you're all the same really
you all leave the same taste on my tongue
petty little people
hiding in your generic houses
somewhere amidst the concrete jungles you call organized cities,
pretending to mean something

when we both know
deep down
inbetween our non existent hearts

you're nothing more than just an animal.