General Poetry posted September 25, 2012 | Chapters: | ...194 195 -196- 197... |
How I see an abuser.
A chapter in the book My Life in words
Insidious Spirit.
by Jaq Cee
Dark, purulent, festering soul.
Oh how I wonder daily, on what do you dine. How do you survive? Do you suck one's inner life? You truly are Satan's spawn. Sinful spirit, you lie dormant until a glorious glimmer of hope opens itself to your murk. Then you pounce as a feral feline silently sucking the good. Feasting on hopes and dreams, sending them forever hell-bound, Into perennial darkness. |
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