bated

 
your subtle hints are blunt instruments
carving pieces of me and I let you
until I don't
 
every cut, slice and nick
you came close to inflict
while you were excitedly holding your trophies
I was taking pieces of your soul
 
I know my tormentor better than I know myself
with a sacred vow I secret away your marrow
blood from bone, you under estimated me
 
I am stalking your breath
your vision blurs  
you shudder within
 
I am the monster you didn't count on...
 
one who enjoys the nightmare