brave · breaking free · damaged · darkness · evil · fragmented · hate · heartbreak · revenge

Queen Of The Clouds

She’s unafraid on the surfaceBut barely keeping her head above waterDrowning in chaosDrifting further away from the light. She is a mystery, her mind is an abyss tainted with doubtsHer stories long forgotten,Pages of cloistered memoriesBuried among the debris of her secrets. She has reached the trifecta of lonelinessVoices inside her head kept her awakeHer… Continue reading Queen Of The Clouds

breaking free · broken · courage · crush · damaged · darkness · death · evil · fragmented · hate · heartbreak · lies · pain · poetry

Pied Worship

Love me, only me. Without a doubt, without reservation Seduce me, lure me in the web of your delusion Take me, use me, abuse my trust until I suffer the consequence Hurt me, trick me, destroy my pride with sweet intense. Down on my knees, desperate for attention I’ll vomit blood for a taste of… Continue reading Pied Worship

betrayal · broken · damaged · darkness · evil · fragmented · hate · lies · pain · past · tears · vanity

The Lunar Curse

I catalyzed a deceitful identity to be an instrument of revenge, a fictitious personality made to hunt and destroy. I had one purpose; To bring havoc and annihilation. My mission was meticulously planned, there would be no trace, no clues, no mistakes, no breadcrumbs. Your destruction was the only vestige left of my existence. I… Continue reading The Lunar Curse

betrayal · damaged · darkness · fragmented · hate · heartbreak · memories · past · revenge · tears · writing

The Visitor

It's been 45 minutes since I found myself hiding under the bed, curled up in a fetal position, shivering in fear, disoriented and confused. The knock on the door didn't stop. The sound of imminent death is terrifying. It followed me here, it watched me go to sleep, it preyed upon my trepidation with haste… Continue reading The Visitor

broken · damaged · death · evil · fragmented · hate · lies · memories · pain · revenge · vanity

Cynthia’s Animus

The haunting echoes of yesterday maimed my senses The ominous melody of sadness filled my thoughts I closed my eyes. Reminisced The memories still etched somewhere within my consciousness. My private demons, detrimental chaos The betrayal, the obvious loathing, never ending I still have the names, written on a death note Wishing hell has a… Continue reading Cynthia’s Animus

broken · damaged · evil · fragmented · hate · pain · tips · writing

Cronus

He came in with an incurable plague His dismal figure reeked of death and decay Everything he touched withered into imminent demise He is a baleful pestilence, roaming. With impure intention, he waited Like a prey in the night, lurking through nigtmares His insatiable hunger permeated the depressive night Haunting, starving. He found me wandering… Continue reading Cronus