bite the pain

look down at the body

you may see no trace of wounds

but in the eye

the eye of the beholder

one cannot assume. not a drop of blood is drawn

but you know how it bleeds

beware of the sharp edged weapon

called human being

it is a shield of passion

and strong will

from this i am the victor

instead of the kill

i will not feed your hunger

instead

i bite the pain

looking not back

but forward

i bite down hard

try to cover up the trail of deceit

and daggers spawned from your soul

acid

the tears of remorse

flow in vain

too late for regrets

save it

for the next ill fated game.