Dark Passage

The Depressed 1

Through the long dark passage I walk alone

 

Echo whispering voices of people that have gone

 

Drizzling pain from the ceiling does fall down

 

On my head it lands upon me like a thorny crown

 

Witches and goblins from a long ago past age

 

Try to conceal their inner haunting burning rage

 

Red eyes glowing like fire from a deep abyss

 

From the ground arises a smell of a static mist

 

Plumes of duality fight for my limited brain

 

As the walls surround me like prickling pain

 

Blooming from only past planted rotten seeds

 

As my scab covered wrist continues to bleed

  • Author: The Depressed 1 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 30th, 2022 20:44
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