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Noctilucent Nightmare


I tried to wake up but they stood around my bed they resembled the individual shafts on a cage they took my arms and wrapped them around my waist before i knew it my limbs became a tyrannous girdle that punctured through tissues and fibers like a provoked bear clawing through tangled vines in a forest my bed became a crimson sponge a ruby stained in oppression a cloud of carnage I clear my throat just to be suffocated by deities whose footsteps fall so silently. Welcome the gift that keeps on killing me. Somehow these images bid some countenance to the extent of embodied sentiment. As I clamber, these mountains get steeper and as I crawl, these winds stir with assault. whimsical flowers never sprout when they do they just get pulled from the ground. reaped and pillaged My hands are heavy and my ankles are chained held captive by the soil of my own thoughts and insecurities but i'll never give in to wings so depraved to take me to an ecstasy that I don't believe I refuse to be like you just another building standing where the grass used to breathe this demon may vanish tomorrow but whos to say he won't revisit me in an altered anatomy to play me another nightmare. a malign melody.
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Most of my writing is AFI inspired.

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