Morning Darkness

Every morning my heart falls
 
Where~
Dark dreary souls lay
Swirling in the abyss
Clambering at the walls 
With frightful moans 
Long spiny toes with razor sharp claws slash about
Half melted faces with their rotting flesh
Screaming souls

I sit in the middle of this, 
my morning ritual

Souls of lost love
Adrift in flesh 
The scars of my heart fall
Swirling amuck
Souls who lost so much~
Devouring what is left 
of my heart

I struggle to escape this pit
It lays within me
So I am trapped 
My heart beats
That is all it is
A mechanical device within
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Levasseur Avatar
December 27, 2020 at 8:27 AM
Rehman, your name is thus written.
Murray Avatar
December 27, 2020 at 11:07 AM
Thank you I hope you got a visual of sitting in the middle
Levasseur Avatar
December 27, 2020 at 8:25 AM
This is an epic write that you can surely be proud of!
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December 27, 2020 at 8:23 AM
Well done with this beautiful write.
Levasseur Avatar
December 27, 2020 at 8:22 AM
Very nice piece of work here.
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