#maniacspov
Wanting to overpower,
I let loose and do what I feel,
power surging, a wave of euphoria.
But amidst my hand's touch
or the way the blood in you rose,
I felt the cunning,
the bloodlust of temptation running.
I reach over, as if to grasp
air that can't be held.
You flinch, you cower.
And when my hand reaches,
You wither like glitches.
I let loose
of this cannibal within
To touch something,
I thought was mysterious.
But I am merely devouring you.
A maniac on the prowl.
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC