Tendrils of darkness circle about,
Teasing my skin with their icy touch.
They caress my face and pull me in
Until I am trapped in their clutch.
They tempt my heart out of my chest,
Replacing it with a black hole.
They press themselves against my mouth,
And suck away my soul.
They poison me until I'm weak,
Then whisper into my ear.
They use me as their vessel,
And they control with fear.
They teach self mutilation,
Claiming it'll numb the pain.
When my body is leaking red,
Another entrance they have gained.
Soon enough, they'll have their fill.
The darkness will retreat.
My strength will be completely drained,
And I'll slump in a bloody seat.
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In Darknesss
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry I have written on darker subjects such as suicide, death, self harm, etc. If this may be triggering to you, proceed with caution. Some of these were written in my stay at a mental institution where I was allowed a comp...
