I'm the one you never see like the predator in your dreams. I stand beside you in the store, I pass you in the street. There's something you see but you hold no words to describe it. Only the shadowy corners of your mind buried beneath the primitive urges of your subconscious do you get a glimpse of truth. Dark and mysterious you find yourself curious. The truth of darkness and rage so pure it's not of this plane is hidden beneath a promise you'll never understand. A word that holds the evil at bay so you would never suspect the creature in your dreams. You'll never understand or know what I'll fight for, but start a war and I'll show ya something pure, the flip side of the coin, something that even your nightmares would run from. I'll show you me.        

By Matthew branton