Skeletal fingers brush my spine,
Words tell me those bones are mine,
Breath wraps round my shallow heart,
Caressing me in stony art.
Ice flows down my shoulder blades,
Mint hugs the sky as starlight fades,
My silhouette is but a sliver,
As I fall, I shake and shiver.
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Black. White. Red. Colours of a joke he recalled, but now there was no laughter, only his own screams as he ran, ran forever through the Hell he'd fallen into. No way out, no way back.
In my coffin of darkness I placed. A castle where the rich lay to rest. The fear that comes from a school test. Fangs as deadly as a sharpened knife. The pain that comes from a slaveβs strife.
#nightdwellers. The crimson trail disappeared. Into the night as I had feared. Had I found it by the day. I might at least have made my way. But I found myself by moonlight's side.
Feeling it Take a hold With my skin Turning cold. My skin flaking Beginning to decay As my cherished memories Slowly slip away.
#nightdwellers. Darkness on the ceiling,. Spilling on the floor,. Pouring through the windows,. And dripping down the door,. Darkness on the table,. Running down the knife,.
#nightdwellers Dark, night, ink, blood, shadows, glass and ghosts, Crystal flames surround the pain of which we lust the most.
#nightdwellers Slowly, ever so, dark as gem, The night falls down upon my face, Its onyx bittersweet sharp liquid, Gushes down my throat, like lace.
Hollow, hallow, dark and shallow, Rig the heart and charge the gallows, Passing, laughing, ever graphing, Weepers needed for the staffing.
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