The Sorrows

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Its spine slithered, snake-like 

around the corpse of my soul

Her withered tongue extracting 

from life , what I had stole 

 

Come scream!

Come scream!

For the beast must be seen! 

Come swallow 

THE SORROW 

For there is 

no tomorrow !

 

Such a flaying shall occur

In the pits of our despair !

 

Creeping, seeping

Rotting eyes weeping!

 

The old  well draws near

Come  drink  of  its  fear!


 

drip

drip

dripping

Skin & flesh stripping


 

Light            is      

but          a           slave 

to darkness 

 

And yet…

 

Even the smallest flame

Can banish the darkest of shadows

 

A spark

              to a blaze

 

Let slithering spines 

                             prey upon souls

For, the flickering of hope 

                 Like an ember waking

Of a man, 

                    shall be his making

 

Hope

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Stephen Gospage

Sat 2nd Jul 2022 17:28

Creepy but with salvation! Great, Stephen.

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Clare

Fri 1st Jul 2022 21:04

Ooooo....shivers! Love it!

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