It Waits In The Woods

You Think You Can Run

I can see you

I can see through you

I can see your murky darkness

I can see now

And It's wonderful

The voices are scared

They are scared of me

Even the tough one

The one that threatened to kill me

He's scared too

They're all scared

They kneel before me

They're scared of their punishments

They are well deserved punishments

I'll start with the toes

Then the fingers

Then the lips

Then the teeth

Then the feet

Then the arms

Then the legs

Until the sweet release of death sets them free

It will be so fun

It will be so great to see them beg

Scream for mercy

I want to hear them squeal like pigs

They're all pigs

Dirty, filthy pigs

I don't want death

I want to be death

I want to be the one that takes the light from their eyes.

I'm no longer weak and puny

And I'm not insane

I'm done running

I'm done being scared

I'm tired of being the mouse the cat bats around

I live on