Sunday, October 27, 2013

The beast

In a cage sits a beast
With sharpened claws
And snarling teeth
Beating the bars
That keep it in place
The longer it is trapped
The more feral it becomes
Until one day
It escapes
Ravaging the captor 
Leaving him broken
Running until it is gone

Friday, October 18, 2013

I always come back to you

Why does my heart flutter?
Why does my stomach knot?
Why do my palms sweat?
Why does my breathing stop?
Why do I do this, when I know how you feel?
Why do I love you, when you never will?