NIGHT OF RECOVERY
a decision not of my own
emerged from the unknown
the search for the answer of life
can't be found through a knife
in a world of its own
many had discovered it but still unknown
to stay too long may be your life
you do not have to enter through a knife
there's no walls to hide your thought
open your heart & share what you brought
when i entered my clothes had been shed
thinking thoughts i might be dead
never to stand on two
but on four this is now you
the urge to hunt for prey
to ask why you'd never know what to say
in the distance a shadow for a meal
i expect great effort to carry it over the hill
to walk slow & quiet
not to wake up the night
as i toed my mark my preparation began
but only to be rudely interfered
after the prey noticed us it ran away
i stared at the intruder & knew what to say
i looked the intruder in the eye
this was the intruders last good-bye
as we circled we knew what to do
someone would die & it's going to be you
as we battled the intruder bit into my skin
i had to do something even a sin
but i laid on the ground as if i was dead
wishing the intruder would run away as i bled
the intruder took a couple of steps toward me
i thought to myself i'm dead can't you see
the intruder’s gullible mind told him i was dead
i wish i was home was exactly what i said
the intruder left i was glad
he had scared off my prey yet i was still mad
now the intruder's gone & i'm still here
i wish i was home or somewhere near
as i came to i sat up straight
a feeling went through my body a feeling as hate
i remembered the piece the intruder took
i raised my shirt to take a look
no blood poured from my body
only a scar from my recovery