Fears Here

Morning sunlight seeping through clanking, cluttered, catastrophies 

Voice hoarsely hearkening a familiar soul baptized in the blood of the artic  cold 

Weightlessness yet heavily burdening blows render helpless havoc 

Where reality really never exists in such a carcass abyss sparing none 

Uncomfortably numb amongst endless webbing windows circling fogged fantasy 

Terribly teetering trees trembling through gusty gore gravitated vessels feeding ferocious needs 

Only berating beasts bellow here in this nothingness 

Screeching and scratching for a freedom unforeseen 

For not a spec of survival rests in this treacherous tale 

Only the fears of all come to life in a presiding prison sentence from an unknown hell 

A spell of misfortune manufacturing misery 

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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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