Midnight-2nd Edition

**Picture found on Internet**

Midnight drips

cascading shadows

writhing vines of fear.

Memories that twist and bite

call into meaning regret

as hissing poison

fills the room with dancing bears.

Rivulets of blood

cascade down your face

eyes seared shut

to deny

the anguish

the devestation

as they draw designs

with dagger tips.

Slash and stab

murder the dreams

they will defile

they will debase you

as the devil masks the clown.

When you have broken

your time will come to a close

your suffering

will not end with death

only become amplified.

That is what happens when you get into bed with the devil.