Struggle

I stand outside what was once my home

My mind is full of holes and a lust for blood

I twitch and shake, licking my lips

I want--no. No. I don't--I don't--

I need. I need. I need. I crave.

I grip my dagger and rush forth.

All is red and and ash and meat

My eyes snap open and i fall to my knees

All I can taste is salt and iron

My ruined body and soul wrestle for control

I drag myself away

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