...Desiccation

By SolApathy

Bending the burdens of murderous intent
Are you willing to consent?
Bury your desires within my womb
Allow my rage to consume
Anger is all that remains
Feel the hatred within the vessel I contain
I birth a darkness the devil could never tame
Upon my reign, nothing shall remain
The embers of my anger, reign
Fires in my eyes, your bane
Corruption of confidence
I’ve done my reconnaissance
I know all the buttons to push
My whispers, the thorns of a rose bush
Bleeding, you’ll never see the flower bloom
I drain you as my soul desiccates this womb

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Copyright 2021 SolApathy
Published on Sunday, November 28, 2021.     Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...Buried are the dreams, as we live in a world with only screams...
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  • Oddtorrez On Tuesday, December 7, 2021, Oddtorrez (55)By person wrote:

    This made me think of the question "can you be born evil?" I like it.

  • SolApathy On Saturday, December 11, 2021, SolApathy (667)By person wrote:

    As the womb poisons the evolving soul... will the darkness take hold?


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