I’ve become obsessed with your whispers
The darkness you bring becomes my delight
I have met the edges of insanity in my search for you
I can’t go back now as I have gone too far ow
I wonder if you can hear my screams from here
Walking even further into the dark in search of my personal monsters
Fighting my personal demons along the way
Finding them locked away in the cage of submission
I am the key you search for
But in the dark I linger waiting on your commands
Waiting on something that might never come
The life line I wonder will never come
The waiting have become the reason why I survive
Death becomes my release
He becomes my savior in so many ways
Becoming one with the darkness as I wait for the light to come and get me
Something that I cannot hide anymore
I talk to those who hide with me
They become the whispers in the wall that I cling to every night
Believing that I have become an abomination
Wanting the outside to match the inside but never really does
Still searching for you
About the Creator
Brandi Lansdowne
Podcast: blonde with a black streak
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twitch: thorin11233
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