May 31
The devil on my shoulder's getting louder it seems.
I can feel the angel; I just can't hear her screams.
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The devil on my shoulder's getting louder it seems.
I can feel the angel; I just can't hear her screams.
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Final wish pried from grasp secure
Mind shattered as glass thrown to floor
Shards ground to dust irreparable
Left gasping as hope fades from soul
Nothing remains as spirit gored
Cold heart beaten, battered, sore
Burning pain stabbed deep in core
Lonely path chosen for more
Darkness within consumes the soul, strengthening with the deviant thoughts in mind. No understanding the shadows that claim the heart and live inside for such a long time.
The flesh may remember, but the soul has every touch seared within... smolders hotter, burns brighter, kisses deeper. Master's touch consumes body, mind, heart, and soul. Entirely His.
"This too shall pass."
Sometimes it doesn't and with good reason.
"It gets easier with time."
Actually we learn to adjust with it a little differently as time passes, and that isn't always "easy" to do.
"You can let that go."
When it's an extremely hard limit, there's a reason why I can't.
"Get over it already."
Sometimes our experiences make this difficult for someone to understand why things are harder for some and easier for others.
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The pain draws me in, pulls me closer to the darkness I seek. Needing to Feel that sting and burn upon my skin, craving to have it more and more. From the first strike I find myself forgetting. Forgetting who I am. Forgetting what I thought I wanted before. Forgetting the emotional and physical of my every day. Thoughts are no longer mine. Body is no longer mine. Every tear, every gasp, every broken cry...all His. Heart beats for every mark upon my flesh. Soul aches in every pause between, waiting and longing for the next, begging Him not to stop. I am where I belong. I am where I need to be. I am His in darkness. I am His in pain. I am His as He wants and needs. I am His.
slave used to know what light was; what it meant; how it felt; how she felt genuine.
Then slave's heart grew darker; light snuffed out slowly. slave questions if it's not gone completely.
slave feels she only exists in darkness.
Blood slips to fingers / crimson snake lingers
Rorshach inkblots in red / each drop closer to dead
Stains written upon wall / scrubbing until fall
"She wouldn't die" echoes / mind shatters as mantra bellows
Niche hidden and locked in / easily splinter from horrific sin
Brutality revealed in dreams / vision of frozen screams
Protect key buried deep / safeguard twists that creep
Sickness upon soul / living nightmare black hole
Shackled with atrocious wretch / far reach, horrendous stretch
Solitude louder than death / chains tight with every breath