Gum Junk

Hold your tongue in place, fool.
You've never seen me be so cruel.

Speak your hubris now, I dare you.
We both know that I secretly scare you.

Fear not, I shant strike you hard.
But I'll make sure your confidence is marred.

I'll carry your body to the lowest depths.
Where darkness lingers and creeps have crept.

With your head bedridden, who will you call?
Not a soul can save you from this thrall.

What will you ask as you sit utterly ashamed?
There is no repair for the reputation I've maimed.