Whirlwind
PAIN, the raw blistered truth of the wrongfully made choice laid bare and exposed.
JEALOUSY, the corrosively selfish vanity feed flame that burns impatiently for an unearned reward that is solely deserved.
GREED, the insatiable festering itch to consume all in exchange for self entirely.
SHAME, a echoing shadow stamped upon a piece of time corroded by the consent of wickedness.
DOUBT, the seed sprouting questions vaguely answered. Leaving you in a place of panicked teeter.
HATRED, the tiny acidic drips of a vicious flame turning to ash every speck of happiness, wisdom and love within its reach.
FEAR, the all consuming black sand stretching its way up your thigh stealing stealthily from you, your worth, your life.
SPITE, the unripe immature fervor that breastfeeds only petty rage, to strip you of your honor.
CHAOS, is the decaying, foul, rotten womb that nourishes the bladed fiend of self destruction.
SELF DESTRUCTION the inevitable dwelling place of the invaded mind.
Copyright © Onyxceila Ravenwood | Year Posted 2023
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