Post Human
Sammuel Esquire
The blizzard is cold
And I'm all alone
Couldn’t shed a tear
Nowhere to call home
I close my eyes
And count to 10
Seven hungry wolves
None were men
My body is numb
But yet I can feel
This cold sharp sting
The pain is real
Darkness takes over
But still I can talk
My legs are cold
I can barely walk
My body changes
It's ugly form
Growing sharp fangs
Complexion's scorn
The night shines bright
The moon is full
I lose my sight
My eyes are swole
I’m not a human
I thirst for blood
I thrive in darkness
I am the creature of the night
I'm not a human
I'm not a human
I am Post Human
I am Post Human