I write dark poetry... ETERNAL LOATHSOMENESS
MACABRE screams shriek like banshees in the gloom of night, scarring my subconsciousness along the way.
FRACTURED thoughts puncture through my neurotic mind, as horrid feelings ooze deep from within.
MOROSE silence fill the dawning light, spanning the years thus far. Leaving me distrought and destroyed.
LURID details of dreadful notions trickle down my spine, obliterating the calm I could barely recall.
GRUESOME sounds and putrid smells invade my ears and nose, as my fingertips could barely grasp the wantingness of peace.
TORRID thoughts spinning between my body and soul, become threatening convictions of tormented judgement.
DEADENING of nerves severed by a searing brand, thrust upon me by impudent thoughts of eternal loathsomeness.
FRACTURED thoughts puncture through my neurotic mind, as horrid feelings ooze deep from within.
MOROSE silence fill the dawning light, spanning the years thus far. Leaving me distrought and destroyed.
LURID details of dreadful notions trickle down my spine, obliterating the calm I could barely recall.
GRUESOME sounds and putrid smells invade my ears and nose, as my fingertips could barely grasp the wantingness of peace.
TORRID thoughts spinning between my body and soul, become threatening convictions of tormented judgement.
DEADENING of nerves severed by a searing brand, thrust upon me by impudent thoughts of eternal loathsomeness.
51-55, F
