Asu

Painted pictures portraying my inner evils. Been tryna raise to steeple, but these demons got thoughts lethal. Headless figure see through apparently not creature people. I search for quick escapes cuz Casper's friends not so peaceful. Goblins hollerings like sirens put my palms on top of eyelids. In the darkness, nights asylum, witches brooming laughing gliding. I just wanna see horizons, hopes & prayers sent through cryings. Open eyes to infants dying, lying drenched in crimson's tide dim lights of starry skies as I witness stars uprise. I rock & shake from side to side as my heart tries to confine itself in spaceless 'mounts of time where the sun did always shine. But as the times unwind. I find my spirit on decline. & I anti my divine. As I fall to horrors shrine. January 22, 2019