Prey

Deep inside the woods, 

I lie with pain of memories.

And sighing my last breathe, 

I, the prey prayed for mercy

when the predator was in merry.

But the beast was deaf;

Deaf to hear my cries. 

But the beast was not blind

As his eyes was on my flesh.

And his lips never caressed me

but his tooth chewed me with joy.

And deep inside the woods, 

he left me to be tarnished by vultures.