Sheep Skin

A poem about self loathing and realizing how much power one has to harm those around him or her.

So fragile, she was
I played the monster- because
It's what I am
And it's all that I am
Rebuke me; Condemn me
I don't give a damn

I'm the beast in sheep skin
And you're just a lamb
I'll rip you apart
But, I won't eat your flesh..

Just your heart 

Your pain quenches my thirst
You won't be the last
Nor the first. 

Author's Note

Be brutally honest.

Reviews

[Aggie Skeleton]

That is very blunt... It's also very good.

oy, oy, oy! loads better than the last one.
you played the monster because you bloody can.

I like.
when it comes to writing you're a somewhat male version of me.