Caricamento in corso...

Being prey

Pounding, thudding
What is that sound so loud and near?
Is this the sound of my own fear?
I’m immoveable, set into stone
There’s someone behind me, I’m not alone
 
The silence screams into my ears
Its deafening, I cannot bare
My flesh is burning from his stare
There he is, the Lion, the king
And here I am his petty thing
 
Will he toy with me first, will I get to live another day?
Will he laugh at my vulnerability?
Circle me constantly?
When will he pounce?
Of course it will be unannounced
 
What do I do, how do I escape
I think that it might be too late,
There’s no time to run, he’d catch up so fast.
I must turn and face my fear at last.

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