It is dark, dank and reeking of wretchedness
Pulling to a place more fallacious than where you wander
Beyond lids with lashes curled in muted scream
Rayless, sunless, engulfed in bice
As bile slicks around your throat
In fear and ceasing wails
Aphotic and drenched with fear
That hangs ’round your heart
And swindles all gaiety
Cloaked in a malicious vert
And casing fragmented light
Jilted and drowning in torment
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cathartic and cool.
I appreciate it your perfect description !!! Thank you 🙂
Enticingly dark – would have loved to pair this with my drawing ‘Broken’ – super writing Isabella…
Thank you so much – that would be a perfect pairing!!!
super poem, Isabella!
thank you !