Terrors of those Iâ€¦Bind (Warningâ€¦Dark)

By SolApathy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y69nZWqsCy0&list=RDGMEMYH9CUrFO7CfLJpaD7UR85wVMY69nZWqsCy0

I make no excuses for the torment I imbue
Let me take my time on you
Tools of my trade
Serrated blood borne blades
Needles in which your sorrows will bathe
Scimitar of woven scars
I name each one—Extensions of this dark one
Surgical steel imbued with the blood I spill
I am the monster of societal creation
Clay clusterfuck of sundry imperfections
My rack of ominous pain preservation
Creaks of enjoyment though its wooden bones
Steel cranks help to pierce silence with screams
I whisper in your ear—What does this all mean?
I whisper back in scitzophrenic rancor
"We are without an answer"
Let’s dig in and find what can be seen
I see your eyes…Scream
Tell me what each whimper means
I delve into crevasses long ago sealed
Each layer of your soul I peel
Your suffering is mine to steal
Bring the answers to the surface
Your fight for life has little purpose
Knowing now this is the last place you’ll ever see
I laugh as I hear you beg for God to save thee
Look into my orbs and tell me your sorrows
Cringe as I smile and whisper there are infinite tomorrows
Sobering cries that once may have moved me deep
Shatter in tears upon the floor of this dark keep
Buried deep beneath the surface just as my scars
No one above can hear your terrified shriek
Off with my shirt as the discussion becomes deep
In horror you realize who I truly am
That once innocent child to turned into a broken…Man

…Reprieve as I look to the mirror—Bloodied…

I am the darkness
I am the fuel
I am the evil
I am the cruel
I burn with blistering rage
With napalm hatred I rampage
I set upon this world of feigned innocence
I am resistance
I am the chaos
I am the dark—Lighting a spark
Look to the light and see the shadow reveal
I am the pain inside you that never healed

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Published on Tuesday, April 17, 2018. Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...I met my demons today--They came out and wrote this bloody play.

Comments on "Terrors of those Iâ€¦Bind (Warningâ€¦Dark) "

On Friday, June 1, 2018, Jonas Robinson (867) wrote:

I needed this. It was a pleasure to read. It reminded me of someone's poetry I went to High school with.
On Wednesday, April 18, 2018, Anna McCarra (382) wrote:

To say this is intense would be quite the understatement. This is 'we are our own worst critic' on steroids! Self-torment to one degree or another is a patently human trait, it seems. Now that you've met your demons, perhaps your angels will make an appearance?