Tired of this world

Tired of this world
This never ending hide-n-seek
We all are told
To swallow down their politics
Politics
 
The only way is
To end this constant suffering
In bitter sadness
I hang a stone up my worn out neck
No more questions
About my past identity
Since now, and on
I’ve morphed into nobody
Nobody
 
Something’s changing
For some there’ll be no tomorrow
This world is wicked
Your souls are filled with sorrow
Run
While you can!
 
Dripping ceiling
Raw meat and water is my food
strange feeling
Let loose and I shall do no good
No chance to break
The chains that hold me inside this cell
Challenge accepted
I wish to bite the feeding hand
 
Light
The door open wide
Headband
Covers my eyes
Laughter, dogs barking loudly at me
Smell of eight people, not too many for me
 
Finally unchained, the band removed
Gun shots in the air, and I am told to run
Dogs unleashed, I turn and break their spines
Running back to those who dared change my life
 
Something’s changing
For some there’ll be no tomorrow
This world is wicked
Your souls are filled with sorrow
Run
While you can!
 
Terror on their faces is best kind of surprise
Frozen in their places – no one tries to run
With wildly glimpsing eyes I rend their tender throats
I feast on their meat and blood and move on,
I want more!