17 – Animal
A/N: I wanted to write something tonight, but I didn't have any prose ideas. So I wrote a poem. It doesn't literally reference anything in THG or CF, but the connection is probably relatively clear. I always have a weird feeling about my poems… as in I never really like them… so let me know what you think.
Feral, bestial, degraded
Hunger never satiated
Blood on my claws, my jaws
But I am no closer to life
And now everyone has their eyes on me
On this creature, this animal
One can only wonder what they see
I return to humanity
But now lacking in sanity
Physically freed, indeed
But I am no closer to life
And now everyone has their eyes on me
On this creature, this animal
This isn't what I meant to be