Hound Dogs 


Hound dogs clawing at the walls in my mind

Trying to unleash

My hidden thoughts

Things that don’t make sense

Things that should be confined

Perversion, cruelty, deceit,

Evil doings,

Simply sick contraptions

 

The hounds never seem to let up

Their claws go deeper

Their vicious growl goes louder

The walls are weak

They crumble beneath their paws

 

Set free

To wreak havoc

In an already unstable mind

 

They hunt,

They prey

For the next spot of weakness

Until there is nothing more to devour

Until the emptiness

Swallows me

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