My internal being screams for salvation
Hunger striving through my veins
I must feed
How am I to survive if I can not indulge myself with the
joys of life.
Withering away to a
rotted carcass
I am nothing but an empty shell of what I once was
Here I lie burdened by the overwhelming numbness that I have
succumbed to
Am I to blame for my own destruction
Lost in pure agony of my own self pity
Or yet is it the demons that buried their way into my mind
For oh how I adore my demented friends
So evil , so seductive
Their fire caressing my everlasting soul
Who am I to fight such an attractive feeling
With blood running down my legs, tears down my eyes, I have
never felt more alive!
Passion coursing through my veins
Hot desire filling my body as I begin to tremble
My hunger satisfied for a moments time
Contrived of the most utterly delicious temptations
Finally I am seduced
into what seems to be an obscurity of nirvana
Adrift in my own
subconscious
For these are my ravenous proclivities
A deranged sense of a dream but yet the most enticing sense
of a nightmare.
Thus with the forbidden thirst that lingers deep within the
trenches of my vitality
I find a love so raw, yet so true, that only pain itself in
the most tormenting form could honestly understand.
Copyright © 2014
Ashlie Pfeifer
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