D

Back From The Dead

I feel my confidence fade as the
angels of death slice through my
heart with venomous words poisoning
my aura draining every ounce of energy
from my body while suffocating the
scent of beauty in the heartlands
drowning me in the black hole
dedicated to the snakes that have
intoxicated my soul over time
I step into flashbacks as a ghost
ripping the walls from my mind
allowing the pain to flow from the
clouds blackening the needle point
of light while the nightmarish darkness
sucks the oxygen from my lungs bringing
me to my knees washing the ocean
from my eyes as I gasp for a shred
of breath feeling the snakes constrict
and swallow my dreams whole
I awaken in a box lost and confused
drained of emotion and courage feeling
a warm energy begin to consume me flooding my body with the strength to
rise from the dead and take control of
the world lost in the midst of a demonic
relationship made of porcelain that
continuously shattered and slowly opened the veil allowing me to breathe in small portions of my former self and finally flatline the nightmare sweeping the
pieces into the dustpan and casting
them from a cliff feeling myself grow
stronger and improve in shallow areas
ressurecting the loving light that brightens with each step I take in the right direction
©djridgel