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So I wrote this poem. It’s kinda dark, but I would love to hear your comments on it.

The Need

In the dead of night
In the pitch of black
Like and owl swoop down for the kill
It comes

It seeks to swallow and consume
Like the coiled snake waits to consume its still quivering meal
It waits and seeks out the prey it knows will be you

It feasts and feeds upon your soul
You know it eats
You know it consumes
Yet, you let it be

You watch it devour you
First your heart
Then your mind
Then your body and soul

It wants you
It needs you
It consumes you

It feeds on your body
You feel the pain
You feel its teeth sink into your flesh
Your succulent and tasty pink flesh

You love the pain this bite brings
You love the ecstasy of the pain
If feels like light in the never ending darkness
The light of this pain is all that you need
It makes you feel safe, secure, needed

And it does need you
It needs you to hurt
It needs you to weep
It needs you to bleed

The blood flows freely now
Freely from your wrist
You let it all out to feed the need
The secret need of this beast

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