Hunt,  find , spill
Blood running like lava
Your spine is cold , the thrill
Your eyes dilate, the pill
Your teeth sink in, the ****
You tear flesh from bone, you fill
You're satisfied but still
You hunt, you stalk, you ****

The heart is a liar
And is prone to mistakes
I mean it spends all its time beating
Tick tock tick tock, it cant slam on the brakes
It cant find the time to stop and think
Else I might be on the brink
So the next time your heart tries to tell you what to do
Tell it no can do
Listen to reason
Unless your logic is shot
Then that can fail you too

Constructing a place inside my mind
Where I can think, where I can find
A place for poetry , words sweet release
A place to hone my inner peace

In life we must fight
But will we ever stop
To smell the roses?

I love a body, with a mind to match
a spark to burn,
a fire to catch
a flame to light, the view so bright
the elctric spark, a cloud a kite
the night is dark....still what a beautiful night

Do not date a caterpillar
helpless, curious, full of wonder and wow
Potential through the skies and promise of beautiful wings one day but now
It feeds on you, destroys you, leaves you with holes and then one day
after it's taken everything it needed from you, spread it's new wings and fly away.