I can feel it,
Hiding under a thick skin.
Waiting for the perfect moment
When the light gets dim.
When the darkness of the light befalls,
So will it rise above.
It's hungry and thirsty.
Its nature is feisty.
For no amount of blood can satisfy its hunger.
Its sheer form is a picture of danger.
For once the moon comes up,
All hell will break free.
To the end of worlds and the dark tree.
It's stalks its prey like an angry ghoul,
Hiding under the calmness of the night.
It targets any unfortunate soul,
Preying upon the innocent at sight.
It feels no pain ,nor sorrow,
For its heart is hollow.
For mankind has never seen,
Or heard of a beast so elusive.
The legend of him is so exlusive.
One can hide but not for long
Every legend sings his song
For the beast has the power of smells,
There in the dark , the beast dwells.
Run,whilst you can
For the beast in onto you.
Beware the streets at night,
Cause the beast may find you at delight.
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PoetryThis is a book entitled for all my poems to be found in a single point in time.
