Damned Thing

by Cantchangeme   Jul 30, 2020


No solace in sleeping
Just dark dreams and dread
Dredged from deep waters
Thoughts drilled in my head

Dank cellars below dirty floors
Scratch marks on damp doors
Dressed in drab silence
Drenched in death she claws

Drinking dregs from what drips
From those dead eyes that got sick
Drugged and dragged from my bed
To a dungeon I built brick by brick

Don’t dally to die now dear
Skeletons dance to the ditty she sings
Damned I watch my final dusk
Dead to the comfort dawns chorus brings

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  • 3 years ago

    by Lucas Woods

    Oh I can dig that...salute the sanguine my friend.