Turning Back, Turning Black.

HeatherAnne • 1248 followers

I looked down at my hands,
Knew something was wrong,
My blood had stopped its running,
My heart had stopped its song.

My veins were dark with violence,
My breath just wasn't there,
My bones felt weak with winter's cold,
Trapped in a nightmare.

My skin was stained with blackness,
Where tan was, there was grey,
I'd fallen, softly, to the ground,
And I shook, now, where I lay.

Something in me changed my soul,
Death and shadows ruled,
Screams and torments: lullabies,
Darkness felt normal, schooled.

I didn't understand this change,
This badness, evil, black,
But it consumes me, makes me whole,
I'll never once look back.

#dark-poetry #existential-dread #general #psychological-horror #transformation

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