From Darkest Depths
From the Darkest Depths I whisper,
from the Darkest Depths I call to you.
From the shadows I whisper your name, your soul,
from the Deepest Depths of Darkness I lure you to my lair,
to my heart, entrancing you into the spell that I spin,
watching, always watching for your slightest move against me,
your slightest thought of betrayal.
From the Darkest Depths I sieze your mind,
twist it with my own,
I lure you to the Darkest Depths where there is no sun.
From the Deepest Depths of Darkness, I grin the darkest grin,
inviting you to play, inviting you to stay,
trapping you in the spell I spin, drawing you further away.
Before you can clap your hands against your desprate ears,
my whisper finds its way to you and there is no escape.
To the Darkest Depths I take you, and remain forever more.
The sun brings the shadow, the light brings the darkness,
and from me there is no leave.
You cannot flee, you cannot run,
you stand a frozen statue,
enchanted by my whisper, by my calling of your name.
I take your soul inside me, and it is mine for good;
You are free to go now,
but only if you can.
Never trust my whispers,
don't fall in step with me,
but if you see me in the Darkest alley
I will whisper from the Darkest Depths
and your life will belong to me.
Copyright © Leah Powell | Year Posted 2017
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