In the shadows

Of the lake,

At the bottom;

Unawake -

Unaware

As are you -

As is fair

Entering.

Pure foolishness.

But how were

You to know.

Lingering.

A death sentence.

as ever

You still go.

In the trough

Of the waters,

Stirring and unfed;

Unafraid -

Undeclared

As are you -

As is fair

Simmering.

Beneath the surface.

Terror, terrors

Both accursed.

Shivering.

One has surfaced.

Yet the other,

Hides its purpose.

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In the blanket

Of the night

Comes an ancient dread;

Unbarred -

Unsnared

Unlike you -

Who has dared

To enter -

Undisclosed

To wander -

Their abode

Unlike you, Encroacher

This has always

Been their home.

In the trap

Of the habitants

You failed to notice;

The tightening noose -

As it closes

They;

In the shadows

In the trough

In the blanket

Of the lake

Of the waters

Of the night

At the bottom;

Stirring and unfed;

Comes an ancient dread;

You;

Unaware, as they’re

Undeclared—Unbarred

From your fare;

They’re awake -

On their mind

but two things

You’re afraid -

They see you

Their eyes; they eat you

They’re known -

You feel dread

to the bone, you’re alone

You’re aware -

And you can only

Feel despair, they’re there

They’re declared -

You see them both

Around and beneath you

You’re barred -

From the edges

of the lake, they eat you

No deeper meaning

Nor malice In their actions

Only you, their prey

And their hunger

This is the order

How its always been

The weak are eaten

So the strong may live

You want to live.

As do they.

As is fair.