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I write what I feel.
Samples
Darkness There is a dark creature deep inside of me that I can't escape. Not because I don't want to, but because I can't. Its nerves intertwined with mine. My blood courses through its veins as does his to mine. The pain I feel is pleasure to this demon. It relishes in the torment I feel. I can feel it move in me. Its sharp talons press against my lungs making it hard to breath because of the fear of them being punctured. Every so often its feet will push against my stomach making the skin stretch. It leaves red angry marks that stay etched in my skin. It growls a low deep growl and you tell everyone "Its ok. Im just hungry." Its blood is poison to me and I feel myself slowly dying. There is nothing I can do to stop it. This creature, this demon and I are becoming closer. We are melding into one. The scariest part? The pain that the creature once craved has now become my craving. Its blood doesn't just run through me anymore. Its blood is my blood. I can see through its eyes and the world has become clearer and sharper. More beautiful. I have finally realized that this monster that has invaded my body and created a nest, is what I have needed all along.
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