Spinning...
Screaming...
What do you want?
Get away...
She doesn't know.
She'll never know.
The Pact.
The Promise.
The Blood...
Blood...
Dripping...
from the corners of her mouth,
smiling at me.
Mocking me...
Stop it!
She shall never know.
She can't know
about the Secret.
The Lies...
The Secret...
A sweet aroma
of intoxicating,
seductive,
deadly infatuation.
The eyes of Lilith,
luring me into her womanhood.
No! I will not!
I cannot!
Why?
You already
have.
YOU ARE READING
Psychasthenia: A Life Black Nights
PoetryMy first Book of Truth I would also like to thank XDreamWithMeX for the cover. This is a story of five friends, my personal, closest friends, and their Secrets. Very few can tell what they are, but most are too captivated by the art it creates. ~In...
