Always, Surreptitiously

My head swivels around

much as a bird peers

    nervously for its' predator

    while darting for seeds

        in the overgrown grass

You are always present

    in the shadows

biding for an opportune

    time

tentacles outstretched

waiting for me to make

    a mistake

to take off my armor

to succumb to the

    weariness of an

    assaulted soul

the heavy weight of

a million arrows

    sent my way

Always

Surreptitious and discreet

you wreck the soul

    from underneath