WENDIGO (ii)

the continuation

 Days passed by, I hid myself from the world

I was ashamed of who I have become or rather what

At a certain point I had to feed, after all I was turned

I had an option, to let the bite marks heal or feed & turn into a Wendigo too

 

Don’t blame me, I fed after all I had nothing left to live for

The first one asked why as I hungrily ripped off her heart & ate it raw

Someone turned me it wasn’t my fault I replayed

I watched her cry , I smiled & I never looked back

 

With time I couldn’t go back to my true form, I loved inflicting pain

I replaced smiles & blushes with tears & regret, I was becoming too good at this

I was loving being the Wendigo, I surrendered to the monstrosity haunting my thoughts

 I once crossed paths with my sire, I couldn’t feed on her, and lion don’t eat lion

 

The hatred of love took root in me, I vowed not to love

It was better I inflict pain than be at the receiving end

I secretly hated what I had become, heartbreaker

But it was too late, feeding on innocent hearts was now the daily meal

 

 

                            ***HEART BREAKS CAN EITHER TURN YOU INTO A MONSTER OR A GREAT

                                                  LOVER, AS FOR ME I CHOSE MONSTER 

Reviews

[Emily]

Love that first line!
Keep it up!!