Wrapped in a nightmare,

Caught in a snare,

My heart is aching,

And is ceasing to care.

I'm met by a glare,

That makes me wish I wasn't there.

Trapped in a  dreamworld

Without a prayer.

I am the hunter,hunting the bear,

Fierce an gruesome it does not spare.

Bounded by my own device,

I now find my single vice,

I am greedy and I will take,

I am chaos, I make things break.

Here I am,enticed by greed 

This monster licks his lips,

Ready to feed.

Though I shake,

And fear makes me ache,

A sudden epiphany,

Stuns me awake.

What is a monster,him or me...

For aren't we both to some degree??

I will not plead,

For he will not heed,

Though my gun is in reach,

I do not breach...

Why you may ask,it is simple you see

For the bear is a she,

Trying to feed her family.

It is my own fault,

For getting into this mess,

But now my greed will be laid to rest...

Wrapped in a nightmare,

That does not scare,

My heart is at peace,

For that I swear,

I'm met only by a humble stare,

One that is found to be so rare...

As I accept my decided fate,

The bear is fair and leaves me there.

The nightmare suddenly becomes reality