There within the dark
Glowing eyes
Golden
Staring at me with a predatory hunger
Am I scared?
Oh certainly not
The vicious teeth
Snarling and snipping
Are only a barrier
To the soft heart
That lay beneath the dusty chains
The angry eyes
A reflection of a broken image
Those sharp claws
Threatening to rip through flesh
Remnants of the daggers pierced through a once soft heart
All of it made from scars long in the past
**And some of it freshly torn