Deafening static hum

Terror inducing silence

Anxious spirals curling inwards

The creature hungers for its feast

The damage of the past does not leave one

The damage is made, the scars run deep

The fear of winter runs into summer

The summer is cold, the winter is hot

I beg for it to go away

It feeds off my pleading

The creature sinks its teeth into me

It cackles at my screams