Instinct

Close your eyes- what do you see*
Open them ever slowly,*
And feel the heat/ of the night,
rise,
Beneath your feet/
Your heart beats/

And revenge,
Oh\ so\ sweet
the end,
you have come to meet
Hear them stop breathing~
Smell their scent...
They're leaving~
Feel no repent...

Sit still, dare you not to run
you can't stop - what you've begun
And will, you see what you've done
probably not - but hell; it was fun