Ripper

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Here we are you and I

Trapped together in a war of wits

Who will be the first to falter?

Who will be the first to quit?

The first to fall, to admit defeat

You are my pray and… I?

I am your hunter

A killer? By all means, “The Ripper” of course

Reveal my name if you survive

Scream it until your lungs are hoarse

Surgical insertions examining your mind

These traumas are self-inflicted

Reworking the electrodes I find

Never initially I thought

Revealing my weapon was your kryptonite

Slashing my way into history

A hostile takeover before your very sight.

Yet here I stand with my scalpel in hand

As you persistently press forward

Searching for the meaning,

Striving to understand

Your eyes bleed with anxiety,

Damage impossible to mend

As I leave you begging for help,

Gasping for a breath before meeting your end.

Olsfred James 2014©