Abandoned crawl spaces

Cob webs collecting dusty corner crevices

Wailing witch within my sold soul

Bought blues blaze endless hallways

Filled with shattered images of false saints

In an abyss only for the wicked hearted

A place where my essence departed

Now I am no more than a well-kept secret

Scratching at these white walls

Until red runs rightfully and relentlessly

Seeing my screaming shell suck the life from my crawling flesh

Sealed away for the swamps of decay

Swimming in a pool of poisonous delay

A prisoner to the shame







About Into Oblivion

It's a midnight Kiss from Hell A sweet spell that Poetry sells to my shadowy mind I just like writing random poetry and shit
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