We do not walk this earth alone. We walk among invisible saints and predators, most of us unaware. Unless you’re one of their favourites. One of the chosen few they like to pick on. Then you see them. And then, every once in a while, while the angel sleeps, the demon will happen upon an unknowing innocent and lead him to destruction, the one sheep the angel thought would be safe from his shepherd, safe to roam.
And we lose another to the wolves, the predators that feed upon our fear, hate, our pain. We let them win again, because we let our guard down.
But if we keep our guard up and fear in our hearts, do they not still win? This world is filled with evil, sometimes it’s so hard to see light