Feed Like Cannibals Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

An attempt to stop the bleeding,
Of their own blood
Now dripping significantly in drops...
Appears to be futile!
Since the spilling of it...
Does not cause alarm.
Or an empathy from anyone.
As they continued their backstabbing charms.
Although bringing themselves drastic harm.

They've become addicted to their own applied sickness.
Accustomed to doing this to others,
They have smothered their own reasoning.

Lost in their own perceptions!
Their own blood they now bleed.
And they feed like cannibals...
Caring less they eat their own!