Unnamed

I am a beast with many a name
I thrive off of blame
I lurk behind and maim
I will not be tame
I hear your disclaim

I leave behind the lonely
I fall out so smoothly
Beneath I am heard, you hide it so poorly
You speak of me and feel so queenly
I see my look in your eyes, miss shifty

I draw your gazes
Yet laugh on the fringes
You will not see all my fusses,
Until my shadow is lifted you will not see the ashes
Do not be fooled in my wake there will be corpses

Tomorrow is new, and so is my prattle
For I never dwindle
I will find another to shackle
My most prized are those who tangle
So be wistful in your fable
For you could be my damsel

Unnamed

I am a beast with many a name
I thrive off of blame
I lurk behind and maim
I will not be tame
I hear your disclaim

I leave behind the lonely
I fall out so smoothly
Beneath I am heard, you hide it so poorly
You speak of me and feel so queenly
I see my look in your eyes, miss shifty

I draw your gazes
Yet laugh on the fringes
You will not see all my fusses,
Until my shadow is lifted you will not see the ashes
Do not be fooled in my wake there will be corpses

Tomorrow is new, and so is my prattle
For I never dwindle
I will find another to shackle
My most prized are those who tangle
So be wistful in your fable
For you could be my next damsel