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Queen
within my sullen solemn I am content
stitching time with secrets
woven into my thoughts delusions
things I tell my mind
until they become real
my reality bends with me
I a woman of darkness
silently keening into my faith
on my knees I whisper prayers
demons are my partitioners
beloved beings of honor
singing quietly to me
I keep rhythm with their need
altering my vision until I can see, truth
stringing together stars
a path to illuminate my dark thoughts
a way to navigate the illusion
within my sacred doom I am Queen
turning on the everlasting wheel of the damned
Published 21st Jan 2022
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"...demons are my partitioners.." I can't get figure this out, unless you meant "parishioners".
You see beyond the light facade, but into the dark undertone. You are comfortable there as all is what it seems without the illusion.
You see beyond the light facade, but into the dark undertone. You are comfortable there as all is what it seems without the illusion.
27th Jan 2022 7:52pm
thank you dearest Leo yes I meant parishioners lol now I have to look up what I put down see what that means... I deeply appreciate your thoughts here❤
1st Mar 2022 11:55pm
Sometimes the darkness should not be feared, but embraced. That last stanza is heavy with meaning and visually rich images.
Nicely done.
Nicely done.
