I have stepped on the toes of the past. I awoke a starving Titan. Hungry for my present and future commodities. Found myself struggling to stay alive in the belly of the beast. I wish you were theΒ Β ache in my bones. A little bit of medication is all need To cure the pain you cause. I keep writing the same chapter, keep leafing the pages To find myself staring at the same place. Wolves are eating my limbs. I bath them in black blood. Retracing my steps as I leave a bleeding trail. For the rest of the beast after my thoughts.