Staining darkness
wraiths
shades scream
dancing
following
worrying strands of hair
plucking loose clothing
distraction
my familiars
bound unto me
in death
as they bound me
in hatred
in chains
in loss of innocence.
Bathed in blood
wine red
dripping from childish nipples
howls
sacrificed
upon dais of entitlement
whilst
devil’s kin
dance
whirling
shrieking
in devout sickness
to masters unseen.
I grew
shadowed eyes
knives for nails
seeking
those who tore
asunder my life
my virginity
my innocence
until I called upon their own dark masters
and vengeance shall be mine.
©March 31/21
Picture is my own
Dark, but very eloquently written – well done
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Beautiful words darkly spoken
Mixed sky
Storm brewing sunset
Last nights clouds looked like curling smoky lines stretched out like long feathers with curling down.
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