the creature lurks when light flickers to dark
growling in the void
slashing at reality
dwelling in crevasses, damp, dirty, and soaked
drenched in bad, covered in wrong
broken and abandoned
it creeps along within real life
eyes can’t tell
what rots its insides
scars and tears
it creates painful visions masked by the abuser
tamed by lies and controlled by deceit
for now
how many wounds are too many
when will worlds collide and prove a point
catch a demon snake
if it needs to hide it finds the tall grass
fast, disguises reaction
and slithers away unbothered
tomorrow closer the grave
that it slithers above
as whispers drown the crying
soil covers
for somehow it was foretold
that the animal will die
and still no one will notice
Earth To Ash 