Feast of flesh with a dessert of sorrow

by viraz vitalia   Feb 10, 2008


He sits in class
His secret can destroy
If it got out
He can't imagine the pain
His real shape the dragon
The dragon inside of him
His black eyes flash red
No not now
He feels his skin become scales
He hides his arms but his hair recedes
He pulls up his hood
His fangs poke through his mouth
He can't hide it any longer
His tail burst from him
Followed by his wings
All eyes on him
The looks of terror
The looks of hatred
His true self now for everyone to see
He wants to stop the stares
He reaches out to move a chair
But flings it across the room
Killing a student
No it can't be
Has he lost control
Now the hunger starts
The thirst for flesh and blood
He grabs a girl from a seat
And smiles a fanged grin
He swallows her whole
Blood and gore gushing from his mouth
The blood was sweet
He spits out her clothes
And grabbed another student
This one he savored
A different race a different sex a different taste
The flesh satisfied the dragon
He began to grow tired
And now he sleeps
Waking again in a cell
Remembering what he did
He cries and wails for forgiveness
Still tasting the flesh
It burned his tounge and gave him a high
Another life not jus one but two lives
That were consumed
And what lives they were
No he can't believe this
He enjoyed it
The blood on his claws
The blood in his mouth
Remnants of his feast with the sting of the dessert in his mind

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  • 16 years ago

    by nobody truly knows me

    Wow.......omg. amazing descriptions and scenery. i can imagine this perfectly in my head.