Hunted

Sometimes at night

I go out to the park alone

I sneak around slowly

Theres a feeling inside me

That makes me untamed

Wild like an animal

Chasing the prey

There is also fear

To be chased by a lion

I jump on tall trees

I climb to the rocky walls

I jump from altitudes to the ground

Like my life depends upon this

If i dont do it im dead

Thats what motivates me

Thats what triggers me

To move on

To entertain oneself

Its imagination

Its fear

Its hunger

Its the hunt itself

Hunt for survival