beasts

 

…and I shall fear no evil       even in the fury of the storm        for I have a place        yes, I have a place        a place I call home      nestled in my shoulder    in a world of secrets        where you could not touch me       though you were a beast      you could not touch me      yes, you were the beast      and I was alone

some random woman       a creature with no name       called me a narcissist      a narcissist?     I should be so lucky      what with my conscience     not to feel for others          but lord it up in some fantastic story        free of guilt     free of shame         yes, I should be so lucky       to be so deluded      to walk amongst the beasts       to think and feel like they do       to behave just like a killer     to carry on like you