Self harm
that's the start of it...
I wanted to die in fire,
to fade into the setting sun...
Something in the air-
draws me into a dark abyss...
Gripped in darkness while swallowed by fear. He...
In the garden there's a snake in a compartment,
a compartment that is darker than a cavern...
Rose petals decay on the bed we once loved in.
The once open windows dark with cobwebs...
You grew your fears inside of me
just like my fear of butterflies...
Of fractal symmetry be our demeanor's
Into a common structure amalgamating...
Watch my face,
as it morphs into...
Skeletal dancers,
prancing in catacombs...
Hallow is thy soul that bleeds
in the cries of a desperate...
I hear the wind still
And it tells of open spaces...