In the distance I can see a shadowy figure in the midnight hour.
I wait for whatever to become more visible to the naked eye .
As time moves forward I catch the reflection from the stream.
Somehow I dozed off to sleep and was awaken by ****** fangs.
This is what happens when you are caught slipping in life.
Somebody is watching you too and rest to sure they're sneaky like mice.

Poetry P.S
Acceptance:
The ugly truth about trying to fit into a certain demographic lifestyle that will never except you will drive you to cause harm to yourself and others.