You Can't Handle Me

Spit and blood,
fur and claws.
All these things in a ball of fury.
I fight,
I growl,
I howl,
I hunt.
These things separate
me from you.
I am different
from your fragile ways.
I am alone,
never loved.
I must fight to gain my honor.
You know nothing
of death and blood.
You dream of the unknown,
but when it bites you in the ass,
you run screaming
away from what you dreamed.
You think I am a fantasy.
But I am real,
and I know you can feel me.
I bleed,
I bite,
I hurt,
I cry.
I am like you
in certain ways.
But you are nothing like me.
You can't handle me!
I could kill you
if I so wished.
You are weak and powerless
to my enticement.
Leave!
Before I slit your throat
and rip you limb from limb.