The Ransome Note

What is blackmail catering to one's own soul capturing fear in a mason jar watching the panting the empty air dissolving the beautiful wings extorting the brilliant hue manifested overtime clinging to the boundaries of lusting to simply breathe shattering hope craving the harsh warning signs the taking of every saved memory stored so cleverly an yet balance restores itself all else left dangling surrounded by torn heart strings pounding fret as per diem enters the solid structure of surety awaiting the call of sheer tangible wrath the wild eyes the vacant stare pockets are being ripped at the seams leaving only soiled lent as a trading post to be equally shared in a group setting adjusting the mere solace for peace an eager tantrum arouses malice and mangled sanity opening the door to find your intruder coughing up threats that he himself was forced to swallow upon leaving ransomware notes unapologetically relieved yet morbidly removed