Welcome back, my Creepies…
Want a taste of the poetically gruesome? Then you’ve come to the right place. Up next on our agenda is the lovely Crymsyn Hart with a bit o’ dark poetry for you. Beautiful, really. Enjoy!
Meandering the windy paths of my heart,
The emotions are hard to find.
Traversing darkness, I uncover the beast, and yet,
It cannot be tamed.
Rescue is futile. I’m already lost –
Chasing nightmares twisted into brambled labyrinths that my feet are set upon.
The further I go, the longer the shadows become, full of monsters, half-thought creations, never come to full fruition.
They stalk me, haunt me,
scream their desires until I am left drowning.
The road ahead leads to a tunnel, but there is no light at the end.
Never will it end this twisted cacophony of feelings that have become music to be devoured by my so called lovers.
They pull me forward on this alleged thoroughfare, trapped me with their whimsical charm until I am bound, tortured, forced to do their whim.
Bound to a post, stripped rare and bare, bleeding crimson tears.
They deceive with pretty words, but I know the truth from what pours out of their warped maws.
Only I –
begging for release that will never come.
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