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

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