The paranoia is catching up to me again,
Creeping around from behind my eyes
Stabbing holes through my soul
It kills me
but i never die each time
Engraved into shattered mirrors reflecting the dead
Skeletons carrying my wounds
To their graves from mine instead
Of the blood filled swamps
Mystifying before our very eyes,
Hidden in plain sight
Blind, with the blink of an eye,
Dark whispers began to cool the air
Creating a breeze so bizarre but fresher than air,
Oh how this light and darkness dances with and holds my soul,
Keeping me sane until the return of my soul
My bones are feeling creepy again….
The shadow spirits inside of me arise,
They come together
Taking over the parts of me controlled by the zombiie,
Giving me a send off
The kiss is bittersweet between me and Death,
My conscience fairies,
At last, I get to see you my love
But only for this once until the next lifetime,
The black haze surrounding Death begins to consume us,
Its oxygen freezes space and time
The sunlight warms us,
I see the beauty in Death and understand why it roams through the corridors of my mind,
For some reason, my obsession
Comforting the oceans of my soul
About the Creator
Goddess Cuervo
I love writing and expressing myself in artistic ways with words....This reality is not only in my head.. 🖤🕷️..


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