Haze mires in a sedated soul.
Her eyes ever red from flowing tears,
She wishes her ire farewell, yet contempt lingers.
A line fractures across her frail heart.
An aberration is born of black fog and absent persona.
A twisted mortification of ambition waned,
It seeks ruination, content in her inner bleakness.
A thought contorts into a plan of a wicked dissonance.
An aching body burns from the inside.
The leprous shadow lurches into her innermost sanction,
She feels infection festering, maggots chewing away the death.
Numbness of emotion succumbs to the corruption.
Spewed forth and quivering lies the materialized hatred.
A swarm of slithering insects rises from the bile.
A pale horror shatters her hope, her final reprieve.
It forms a human shape before igniting into blacklight flame.
The searing black flame strikes the broken woman.
Her melancholy absolves into her hopeless abyss.
The visage injecting into her, it awakens malefic fear.
Her world collapses as her soul wretches and writhes,
As she sheds her final bloody tear.
Author notes
Inspired by Opeth, brought forth by second-hand despair.
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