Enveloped in this casket of riddled
Darkness, eyes are the only source
Of white, I scratch at them myself.
Extinguish the beckoning light , I
am gorged on the blanket that
covers me, it caresses thoughts
I am entwined in this place inside,
My mind is a web of onyx capturing
Thoughts corroded and entrapped.
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
Enveloped in this casket of riddled
Darkness, eyes are the only source
Of white, I scratch at them myself.
Extinguish the beckoning light , I
am gorged on the blanket that
covers me, it caresses thoughts
I am entwined in this place inside,
My mind is a web of onyx capturing
Thoughts corroded and entrapped.
