Cold and dark


with no remorse

roaring inner surf.

Pain pressing

on the skull

from the inside out

carnal rage.

Blood boiling

temperature rising


explosive release

Hunting innocence

capturing and confining

bludgeoning death

Stress relief

inner sanctum bursts

inner rage

Someone’s missing

gone in the night

never heard from again

Silent whispers

swirl around

inside a dead and blackened skull

Rinse the blood

from hands of death

evidence down the drain

Buried deep

a body lies

no more screams of pain

Mound of dirt

piled up high

concealing what was done

A rotting corpse

A silent rage

no one knows

what you’ve become

Delusional Soul XXXII by delusional-asylum


By the Crimson Vaults 2014
Copy Right Protected By the Crimson Vaults 2014



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