#hollows
Under the bridge, a once again
Tranced by the rhythm of a river
Chaos culminated to calm strains
Crucified and paraded in clarity
A push and I pushed deeper to sink
Your eyes lighted with a remedy
A redemption of persisting ache
A depth tucked and hidden in a mast
Unclaimed and reared, purely untainted
An essence delivered by a spirited past
Cocoon to a parameter of perception
A scent delicately brewed in aged truce
Under a bridge in a moment called now
Blocks scented with nitrogen spurred *****
A depart from the swan hypnotic dreams
A renegade of mottos, hollows of morrows
Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 4:54 AM UTC
Dire circumstances..
Call for drastic measures.
When you scream,
They break your bones,
Tear you apart.
Your soul is theirs,
To devour..
To savor..
Their mask hiding,
The wicked smile,
With blood staining the white coat.
They care not,
Your their slave.
To torture..
To burn..
To devour..
They will drag you down,
Into the very bowels of Hell..
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 10:51 AM UTC