Oscillation in a static realm. Stalking desolation, a haunting reminder of
transcendence. Sporadic fractures paint a decadence flourishing confined mortal.
Omnipresent the triumvirate, yet fallow diversity feigns a collapsing periphery.
Malleable beings vivisect the strings of eternity for clarity divine.
Categories:
vivisect, depression, girlfriend-boyfriend, introspection, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Hell will be waiting
You’ve still plenty of time
To dredge the blackened pit
Of your dark and tainted mind
Dreaming of wicked ways
To spread your evil slime.
The flickering of pleasure
From the depths of hooded eyes
As you trail your fingers lightly
Down the hollow of her spine
You recognize the signals
She’s falling for your lies.
Stop! I want to scream
Don’t let him take your soul
He’ll blind you with his smile
Submerge you in his charm
Quickly lure you in his web
In his most convincing role.
You predator of the night
Stalking innocence for prey
Feeding your perverse desires
Debauchery your game
Exhilaration from inflicting pain
Triumphant you’ve had your way.
Hell’s demons will be waiting
They’ll vivisect your soul
Claw apart your venomous mind
Reap the evil that you’ve sowed
Victim of your own deception
For eternity pay your toll.
Categories:
vivisect, angst, lifeevil,
Form: Rhyme