Stories
Friday, September 3, 2010
11:16 AM
The Beast
It's timeless ever still, there is
No pause. Through motion in light
And out of dark it's ever present,
No less a day; and hour.
You'd think you'd be accustomed,
Yet it'd stare back at you close,
Startlingly quick. Baring it's white
Fangs it approaches, not once letting
Up. Yet fear is never present, only
Deep endless emptiness. It comes,
Threatening to kill, but in it's eyes
Shines clear water, a still image
Of you. It comes from all at once,
There's nowhere to go. Fight them all,
Fight them good. There is no escape,
Consume or be consumed.
Even if you win it this time,
Who guarantees it won't come back?