318th Post

A cold wind blows.

As i scan the horizon for new victims.

From my vantage point.
I spy upon a potential victim.

But i am torn.

Between the urge to feed.
And the war with my own conscience.

But eventually.
Nature takes its course.

And i reduce the poor soul.
Into a lifeless sack.

And with that done.
I dispose of my meal.

Alas.
My hands and soul are forever stained.
Innocent and guilty blood alike.

In my own whirlwind of thoughts.
I keep wishing for death to claim me.

But here i am.

Chained to the earth.
Bound by the laws of the night.

Until the end of time.
Never to ever know the meaning of death.

What cattle is to humans as food.

Humans are to us.
Are nothing more than our version of cattle.

As i continue roaming amongst the shadows.
The same question keep replaying.

What has this year got in store for me?

Good?
Bad?

Guess i will have to learn to take it in my stride.

One can only hope with time.
That this year will not be just another year.

And so.
My journey continues.

Into the deep dark shadows.
Into the unknown realms of the mind.