You lay awake listening to the wind blow and whistle through the daunting trees, The ocean of unwanted thoughts stream into your unsettled mind. The uninturrupted screams blast a hole through your soul, As the keeper of darkness unleashes his superiority upon your evaporated mind. You close your eyes and your blood turns blue, The key has been inserted to unlock the door of immoralising thoughts. You talk untreatful wispers that run through the empty mind, The shadows increasing in size ready to imbed you soul with unwanted thought. The fire roars with ambition to take your heart awake, Feeling unwated emotions seep into the undergrowth. You shudder and turn as your mind bleeds and your soul is broken in two, Never waking from this empty cyclone spinning from the evil dead.
Reason for writing:
Another wierd one...i dunno...lol
Birth sign: Scorpio
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