Thursday, March 12, 2015

Killer Inside Me...

In the primitive voice
that has no words
the killer inside me
tells me what to do

It tells me not to listen
tells me not to think
tells me to act
tells me to destroy

The killer inside me
says not to wait
says not to relent
says not to worry

The killer inside me
doesn't care what happens
as long as it all ends
doesn't care what matters
just murders all that offends


The killer inside me
is both terrified and fearless
it senses every threat
it insists on being peerless
all is prey for it to vet

The killer inside me
hears words as thrashing claws
speaks them as piercing daggers
lathers in the blood it draws
steadies when the victim staggers
exposes all their flaws

The killer inside me
urges me to silence
lurks inside the shadow-mind
as stealth within the violence
concealed behind its blind

The killer inside me
knows no peace at all
only calm inside each death
the decent upon the fall
space between each breath
that howls the wild's call

The killer inside me
detests all that restrains
seethes inside this cage
pacing in a frantic rage
as all outside remains

The killer inside me
yearns to kill completely
and leave no life behind
in a fury or discretely
death it seeks to find

The killer inside me
would kill me all the same
burn me with its flame
scar me with its blame
and find another name

The killer inside me
is the same that's in us all
necessary for survival
the plight of our cabal
however dark and primal
without it all's too fragile,
too weak, and too banal

The killer inside me
isn't smart enough to lie
tells me all living things kill
and all things surely die
although I have free will
I'm bound to act on why

The killer gives me reasons
that it knows so very well
unaware of any treasons
cast inside its spell

The killer inside me
is both death and life
to live above its urges
and not under its knife
in sonnets or in dirges
the songs become so rife

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