poems for the hunted

Emperor

yes, I remember

do not misinterpret my silence

I vividly recall your rotten world

and the soulless eyes

which ruled over it

ruthlessly

(in the same way they knew

how to ever love anything)

I remember you

sending your abominations after me

crashing down on me

saying „I love you" through dirty teeth

as you munched on my intestines

and then I remember you

petrifying me into a villain

so you could rationalise killing me

and maybe I did become one,

in the long run,

because the only way to survive

was to kill your monsters myself

so what?

well, I got out,

against all odds

against you monsters' better wishes

and at least now I love myself

as I atone for my sins

and you, foul creature

you parade around as the hunter

but we both know

the truth

the one you suppress through that world

of night terrors

but we both know...

your fate is to be prey, too.

at least now I love myself

at least now.