My teeth tear though your flesh
Hungry for the meat inside
You were a close friend
But I was overjoyed once you had died
Just the other day
We were laughing and talking
Like close friends should
Now I'm chewing your bones
It's ever so good
Some people call me crazy
But they just don't understand
Some people want me locked up
But they just get eaten too in the end
My hunger for you
was one of many.
But with all the others
I didn't get any
I'm delighted to get a taste of you
One I've craved for a year or two
No one else could satisfy
So you had to say goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
Monsters
PoetryI'm just going to be posting a bunch of cool poems that I write. That's really it. Doop
