Hunger, Thirst...Cravings
Sexual inuendos fueled my subconscious desires to fulfill
A raging fire of tension and frustration
Is this what is to become of me
A dying corpse engulfed in a fire directed at my being
Swarming my subconscious, yet taken aghast by my ability to overcome
Starving my inner monster,locked away in its cage, sheathed by a thin layer of clothing
Hidden by a frail metal we call a zipper
Thirst for desire is calling
growling a deep tone as to of which i choose to ignore
and i subdue with a small vat of strength
it lays dormant in its slumber
awaiting, to be unleashed and called upon
for which i give in, and decide to be taken control of
only to find afterwards that it was i who made that decision
two sides, constantly bathing in the sea of indecisiveness
fighting for one to be the commanding officer of my ship
giving the orders, and listening to no man
who shall await those orders, and act upon them
that is not for me to decide
but yet for the winner to take all and declare victory upon my now unholy land
I am ashamed,yet i feel no remorse
I am monstrous, I am hungry, and I await
a moment of passion is all it shall take
for the winner of that psychological battle to be awaken
for the monster to take over
and for me to lose all sense and take what i believe what is rightfully mine.
I lay my eyes upon the miles of skin that is my prey
I lust for my mark to be unfolded upon what lies before me
a choice
mine and mine alone
and it is my decision to take hold of what I truly seek
redemption.
a chance to unleash my desire to fill my hunger
to allow the flames to burn inside of me
and allow it to engulf my very being
losing sight of all i hold dear
not holding thyself back
losing all restraint
and claiming my victory on this very woman whom i hold dear
if i was in my right mind,would i ask "does this hurt"
but alas, the feeling of asking for consent has fleeted my mind
I am hungry
I am thirsty
I am ready to sink my fangs deep into her soft flesh
taking a bite, and savoring the sweet taste of her blood and sexual emotion on my tongue
has she given in to her hunger
her desire
her monster.
it is not for me to ask
she moans, she claws,and she attacks
instinctively i defend
biting,clawing, and sinking my fangs
deep into her mind,soul, and body.
she regresses, she hides
and my monster has come out to play
oh little rabbit, where have you gone
you are only prolonging your inevitable defeat
i can smell you, i can feel you, and i want to taste you
oh how you know i love a good hunt
running only makes me hungrier
and soon,when i find you, i shall claim what is mine
i shall gnaw,and rip, and tear you apart with my very teeth
leaving you breathless,bleeding, and in the palm of my hand.
I find her. She is scared,but i can smell the desire emanating from her body
ready to feast, as much as i
I want her, and she wants me
i attack her and wrap my hand around her throat
staring into her eyes
she isn't scared, but excited
my hunger grows and just as i am taking a bite out of her,she rips one from me
i am left staggered and enthralled by the unfold of events
but i am satisfied with the outcome
are you ready little rabbit, for i, the wolf, am coming.
I am going to eat you, I am going to drink from you, and i am going to fuck you
