Hounded

 

I've heard him howl

through my own tears.

When I hear

the screaming in my ears,

I've felt him near.

Growling, sensing the fear,

ready to pounce.

Always just a step behind.

waiting for the moment

I lose my mind

and I scream to the sky.

Won't you clear this pollution from my eyes,

the grit covered corneas 

just bring sighs.

 

I've watched 

as he walks

just a few steps away.

I've seen his jaws, 

full of menace,

canines all bloodstained

and rotting with decay

but he walks after me.

Hunter to my prey.

So, I shout and pray,

will anyone listen to what I say?

But the words just fade

and desert me again today.

 

And that big black dog

keeps pace 

following me home.

Walking in my shadow,

in my personal space,

doesn't matter

how far away I roam.

He always seems

just a step behind me.

Chasing my skin covered bones

and I say Lord. Will you spare me.

But he doesn't listen to my pleas.

So, I walk on regardless.

through the ever-darkening trees.

 

 

 

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