You’re like a drug that pumps through the veins of your victims, making them want more and more of you. You pull them in with your coy and curious ways, never giving straight answers when asked. You catch them within snares, but they have no desire to escape the traps you’ve set for them because you have such power over them and people tend to adore that. Power and prestige. You are not one of power and prestige though, it is all a façade. How can they …show more content…
You make others crawl and fight and push just to get one more taste of you and your electric presence. You make them go wild just as a wolf would when presented with fresh, raw meat. They will rip apart your skin and throw it away for the crows to pick away at even more. They will attack you, pounce and pin you down and tear your heart out hoping to keep it for themselves. The bright red blood will be washed down the drain and the people will now finally have something to hold onto.
They will then hear voices within their minds, they will be filled up with singing and screaming. Not knowing what to do they will fall to the ground, bent and writhing and start clawing away at their precious skin just as they did to you. Their hearts will begin to burst just as a balloon when filled with too much air. They will explode with a monstrous force and spatter the walls and sidewalks with not bright red, but a tarry black