your freedom turned to misery..." -Death (choke on it )
The vicious touching has ended but The sensations of pain haunts the cells in her body Unwanted recollecting of violent memories Feeling the violence all over again like an insane loop
Keeping her chained in the depressing pit Where demons are laughing at her torment Burning her inner thighs just for the sake of hearing her screams Breaking open her skin with loving maliciousness Harming her bones on occasion Brusing her soul hidden in her heart Apathetic murder ensnaring...
I could have screamed aloud; I sought with tears and prayers to smother down the crowd of hideous images and sounds with which my memory swarmed against me; and still, between the petitions, the ugly face of my iniquity stared into my soul. " - Robert Louis Stevenson
Yelps of anguish held inside a personal hell Wails of terror held captive in a personal hell Tears of deep overwhelming emotion held under the surface of a personal hell Begging God to let them, all of them, free
Praying to the clouds above Pleading with the heaven ...
Why hold back anything to rot?". -Daphne Du Maurier
Choking on rotting secrets big and small Burning my throat with secrets like drinking poison Life forced to pause when my secrets start to rot and poison daily existence
Lungs bursting with the need to let these secrets go The poison crippling my ability to breathe Gases and poisoned are knocking in my chest Escaping through choking and gagging Forced silence provoking secrets to decompose
Their shame contaminating my own shame Projecting their existence into my rotting one...
Greed glittered in her eyes like black diamonds." - K. L. Slater
Black diamond scintillate and glitter Precious darkness held deep in this creatures window to the void in their soul The creature's diabolical grin... sharp pointed teeth Effectively keeping nightmares close
The creature prowls and haunts prey It innately hunts every waking moment While convincing you that you're safe and sound
Demonic and maniacal in its hidden existence Abstruse with its motives and sickness Daydreaming of carnage when he destroys...
The ones who hold you back, keep you confined in a box, and tell you how you ought to behave, those are the ones who know deep down and there's holes how great you are, and they are fucking terrified.". - Nicole Lyons
Then clinking and cleaning of my chains are in my nightmares Even slipping into waking horrors Brutal like the gallows A box of Black and White
Restricted with these chains They chain me to everything I know deep down in my core I'm not Standing up to your expectations is Restraining the warrior soul inside of me ...