caverns of arcane power calling so often
so far away they shine and yelp for me
to make them feel worthy and good
however irritable i may be they happen no matter how what i do
repetition repetition repetition
repetition repetition repetition
repetition repetition repetition
repetition repetition repetition
they fall to my feet and beg and cry
for me to grab at their clothes
and regardless of what i say to deny their wants
they tear out my eyes and they know theyre doing it
repetition repetition repetition
repetition repetition repetition
repetition repetition repetition
repetition repetition repetition
scratching my skin and tugging my hair
my skull throbs with relentless ice and fear
the wind of their desperation throws me off balance
so i give in and i say okay
YOU ARE READING
my darkest mind
Poetryoh, my darkest mind, still as you incarnadine me in vain, you behold me as i fall. deeper, my darkest mind, roiling in fury, the fever you gift me, pain that befalls me, obsidian once sharp had since dulled to reveal the rectification of what used...
