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Feb 2011
My demon lays, awake within me
Silently it taps its claws
Slowly it scratches into my bones
I can feel its grin
My marrow rots
The smell of its breath lingers in the meat of my body
It boils the blood within my brain
Sending me into a frantic frenzy
I feed on my thoughts
The gobbler is my name
Memories run at the sight of my teeth
I now know nothing
Full and unsatisfied I crave more
I sit.
I wait.
The next catch sure to be great
Like a tiger I purr at the excitement
I spot your thoughts across the room
Tender and soft they sleep
Unaware
Unafraid
Vulnerable
“Just a taste” I murmur
“A nibble wont hurt”

I’m still hungry
Your carcass
Sprawled
Mauled
Your eyes are still open
But there is no life within them
The blank stare eases me
Soothes the scratches carved into my skin
My demon is out
Applauding me
Written by
Terri Faloney
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   Britney Kempker
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