To be Prey. By themischievousannaMarch 19, 2015 ( 3 ) I am the new victim, Feed her feed him. To be prey, Color turns grey. Fear forms sweat, I am not ready yet. Keep hunger away, To live another day. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, horrorTags: art, comic, drawing, Fiction, fiction&poetry, horror, life, Nature, poetry, writing Related Articles Another subject. By themischievousanna2 months ago The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousanna3 months ago Having Existed. By themischievousannaMay 26, 2019 3 comments › mike7sedona March 19, 2015 • 10:25 am Good to pray, but if the present global situation is any indication, it may not come true until the Second Coming – anyways, let the prayers continue! LikeLike Reply ↓ ninartz March 19, 2015 • 10:59 am Nice LikeLike Reply ↓ DG March 19, 2015 • 2:13 pm Soul of every eating disorder… Hunger can be your friend… Really, really… LikeLike Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.