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Pecace and Survival
I wake up and rub the guilt out of my eyes
I get out of my bed
I feel I have been at peace for centuries
I yawn trying to put myself back to sleep
I just want be back at peace
The animal is prowling outside my door
I walk out
Crossing the line from peace to survival
I look back as I walk away
I see the peace fading
The animal is waiting to pounce
I walk to the bathroom
Feet dragging on the cold floor
I step into the place that can hide my fear
I look in the mirror
A face I cover up
The animal makes a big smirk
Teeth stained red with blood
Fur as black as coal
Eyes lifeless and empty as a black hole
I turn away and run, run, run
Will the animal catch me today?
The animal follows swiftly
His footsteps are as heavy as life
His roar echoes to my core
I can't run
I am frozen
Why can't I run?!
My feet are roots that burrowed into the ground
I claw my way to the door
I get out with scars
But come back with ones that cannot be removed
I take my coat off, Flick it
Shooing off the animal
I walk up the stairs
Scaling a tower of pain
The animal is playing mind games
Saying fall, fall, fall
I stand in front of my bedroom
Again at the line of peace and survival
The animal pounces for my throat
I step across the line
The animal turns away and I feel light
I lay on my bed
I feel at peace
But the animal still prowls at my door
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