• ahabyang 5w

    HoRoR NiGhTs

    I crossed paths with myself
    We both agreed
    I'm a bad omen
    Even in my sleep, I walk in terror
    They are bruised nights
    And repetitive cycles
    Dark rooms and shut doors
    It's utter distress
    There's a silence
    Accompanied by
    a thunderous noise
    It's the sound of hallucinations
    Wraped In my reality
    My heart groans
    My soul sobs
    I'm choked in fear
    Broken glasses
    Open wounds
    Chattering voices inside my head
    I've been trapped in my mind for ages
    It's the ouija board game
    Awakening my past
    A buzz on the door
    Terrifies me to death
    It must be the spirits
    Burried beneath my skin
    Or the demons
    In my Calamitous memory
    Darn it
    It's the neighbors
    They're at it again
    Every night is a ritual
    They assemble in twos and threes
    And kill in fives and tens
    They are crowned with death
    And masked with blood
    You wonder how I've survived this long?
    I heard them say
    "we save the best for last"

    #poetry #poems #pain #mirakeeworld #writerslife #dark #light #groans #past #mind #trapped #spirits #silence #demons #nights #medium #mirakee #rituals #best #last #blood #ages *picture courtesy of medium*

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    I've
    been
    trapped
    in
    my
    mind
    for
    ages
    ©ahabyang


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