TAINTED

ZIGGY

A curse left by the dead within 

the walls of their foreboding 

predicting screams of terror 

followed by deadly silence 

 

A loss thrown on the horns of 

savagery sprinkled lightly with 

a hunger of the unknown grown 

from self pity and misdirection 

an evil that seeks a pure being 

 

Darkened room and eyes consumed 

the spiral resumes perfumed by a 

stank stale odour the old man is closer

doors slam shut got a feeling in my gut

the howling wind won't give it up 

 

Familiar deceptions sees me clinging to 

my sanity the darker side dissolves our 

vanity terror its power to distort waiting 

for the worst to start what would rip my 

flesh and soul apart 

 

  • Author: ZIGGY (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 28th, 2018 09:50
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Laura🌻

    Zigs,

    An Outstanding write!

    Evil, in all forms, hunts for the purest of the pure! Beware...they’re on the prowl!
    Hold on for dear life against these evils of this world who want to devour us alive!
    BEWARE...

    If the walls could only talk...

    ~Laura~


    • ZIGGY

      dear laura I can always rely on you to comment so thanks for that
      you understand my words like few do so thanks to you ,,,zigs



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