Cornered Animal

Wounded and weak
But still dangerous
I'm hissing and spitting
With my back to the precipice

No hope for a clean escape
Violence will have the final say
Adrenaline floods bloodied limbs
For the dance of the desperate

With my last breath, I'll make you pay
Rely on primal instinct
Until silence displaces pain
I'll greet the end with claws and teeth