Cat & Mouse

Scarlet red splatters
The sediment beneath.  
Demons ripping the door apart.  
Playing with the mind,    
Its your favorite game.    
   
You're under this disillusion  
That your invisible,  
Probably because to    
The mundane you are,    
But not to the open mind.    
   
To those remarkable souls  
It's as if your air above a fire.  
It's like your bending light  
All around you forcing the  
Atmosphere to swallow you whole.    
You have a weak spot in your    
Disguise though because you couldn't  
Ever hide the uneasiness you emit.    
It's your curse.    
   
It's despondent...  
Your cowardly actions.    
You have to hide.    
Why do You feel secure?    
 
You stand over me while I    
Attempt to rest.  
Your obtusivness giving way to a  
False security that your prey is unaware,    
But you're absolutely deranged.    
   
I've witnessed your depraved work.  
Heard your footsteps sinisterly stalking.    
I've felt your putrid breath    
Flow across the back of my neck.    
 
Most importantly I sense your    
Disquieting excitment as night falls, and  
I come to bed.    
   
Taking unnecessary initiative to    
Become my demonic guard  
Who only desires to harm,    
 
That hasn't kept me down yet.    
There is credit in your favor though,    
You have come close to    
Keeping me down.    
   
Tempting the morally corrupt  
To hurt me  
To kill me, but you  
Never understood the strength  
Bubbling beneath my exterior.    
   
By all means, please, keep sending    
Monsters you helped create to    
Haunt my existance, and    
Tear me apart piece by piece    
Like your last supper.    
 
Perform your physiological games,    
Because one day I will be the    
Cat and you the mouse.  
   
Savor the blood you spill;  
Take sick pleasure in the    
Tears of despair, so you'll know  
What to expect when I    
Become your monster.