Friday, March 4, 2022

the second day

the dawn screams whispers
as the needle still glisters 
ravenously
intrusively
endlessly
pumping anguish in the head 

shattered glass on the floor 
ripped off clothes and something more
crawling 
wheezing 
circling 
around like an affable carnivore 

crimson stains smudged all over
trembilg [no]bodies trapped in a corner 
immobilised
paralysed 
terrified 
as it comes closer and closer 

souls afire blazing with elation 
craving hell more of this sensation 
obsessive 
addictive
compulsive 
attempt to resist an alluring temptation 

and its breath burried the softest skin
bleeding, feeding on the evil within
smile 
cry
die
again and again my lovely sin