I stay guarded by my Cerberus
Three savage bites, no quarter given
Still you're there with intent so murderous
Masked in skin, my personal Hannibal
Words of spun magic, words cut like blades
This situation is purely tyrannical
Cryogenesis of my dopamine
Arterial spray of liquid nitrogen
Mind trapped in synapses of damascene
Mountain in my stomach you cannot perceive
Another gouge on my slate of doubts
Why won't I give myself reprieve
Won't you come play in my twisted circus
Dive into Acheron, swim in misery
Leap into Lethe, forgetting my purpose
Dance with me under pomegranate trees
Spiral through this forbidden garden
Falling back into a paradise of disease
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Skulls and Chrysanthemums - an Original Poetry Collection
PuisiA collection of poems and lyrics I've been writing lately that I feel are good enough to see the light of day. Trigger warnings for self-harm, abuse, trauma, mental health, sex, graphic imagery and a possibility of emotional reactions. If you connec...
