She was the fearless hunter
While I was her kept slave
Love for my freedom I barter
For a belief of life beyond this scarring veil.
A veil thinning between love and death
For love can be as intoxicating as meth
Slowly indulging you in the world of ecstasy
Then stealing your breath with glee.
That's when my joy fled, dodging to the woods
Escaping my pierced heart's torture
Hurting more than my visible wounds,
As she creeps behind me like a poacher
Alike to predator, and I to prey
So I run to save my...