it started as a faint whisper
a subtle scratching at the door
a clawing at your insides
the sound echoed through your hollow bones
the vibration hurdled through your veins
and your emaciated soul absorbed the disturbance
red hues overtook your pale skin
the blood percolated through your pores
a loss caused by the monster within
convulsing in a pool of your own plasma
your breath comes in jagged gasps
and your body consumes itself
the creature resides behind the door
self-destruction is the lock
Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 8:05 PM UTC
it started as a faint whisper
a subtle scratching at the door
a clawing at your insides
the sound echoed through your hollow bones
the vibration hurdled through your veins
and your emaciated soul absorbed the disturbance
red hues overtook your pale skin
the blood percolated through your pores
a loss caused by the monster within
convulsing in a pool of your own plasma
your breath comes in jagged gasps
and your body consumes itself
the creature resides behind the door
self-destruction is the lock
(C) 2013. Shae Sun James.
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