Possession

Rack my brain seething demons foaming diseased embellishments whisper foundly in a chaotic masterpiece what doubtful lovers bed a widows heart the satanic satin sheets that lie in between supple thoughts reething sickness traveling foundly throughout the soul into the tips of tears that form an ink well to write hate hate for the man who left her there crying alone in a see of nothing you are your worse fear you are worse you are worthless you divine death is without a submissive past and yet you say love like it means more sieze and pull away to view it all hate is master to the soul whipping blistered and course skin bleeding, wheeping willow drowning in the adverse grip love me oh god love me see me oh god see me Sanctuary!