Prey
This is poetry I wrote this morning. It is dark and not beautiful but this is how I express my heartache. Inspired by something happening in my life right now. Please close if you are bothered I will speak sunshine another day.
Prey
Round and round and round we go,
A cursed circle with no control.
Weaving a web as it moves around,
Looking for trusting hearts and souls to be found.
It spins with no effort and catches its' prey,
Waiting and lying and hiding each day.
Then it spins its' catch in a safe, warm cocoon,
Laughing as he relishes the next meal coming soon.
You lie helpless and warm not a worry not a care,
Because you have no idea that you are deep in his lair.
There he nourishes you and feeds you his warm meal of lies,
Keeping you safe and well serviced...His own plan he denies.
Building and growing a bond and a trust,
Filling your dreams with what seems magical dust.
Soon there is movement and the circle speeds up,
As he spins his web to catch a new unknowing pup.
He gingerly tucks her neat and trusting in a new fluffy bed,
Not knowing behind her the innocence will shed.
It's now that I open my eyes to peer out,
To see the light fading quickly,
And there is no way out.
He rises and pierces the heart of his prey,
Excruciating, awareness no words can convey.
He devours every trust every dream and all that is good,
leaving you desperate for salvation but no one could.
Discarding the shell of who you once were,
He tip toes back and whispers to her.
Tracy Miller
4-23-2017
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