Unholy Black Flame.

Treasure chests everywhere,
looking for keys under mats when they should be set free
Look around the garden, seek out that one peculiar shaped rock
And chew it until your goddamn tongue bleeds.
Shipping out the cancerous tomes,
Melodramatic places dressed up to give the illusion of a peaceful home
A Skeleton's breath lingers
Putrid scarlet liquid rampantly running
Oh, God.
This quiet one has become the enemy.
The unknown has come for me.