Nights seem longer than before,
My dreams turn into nightmares,
I shed my snake skin and tread upon the paths of loneliness,
Free flowing water takes the form of black water, black magic,
Darkness embodies my this very being,
Searching for light I stumble upon the demons of my heart in the hollow woods,
There seems to be no way out of this illusion,
The world is a blank space yet filled with shadowy pasts of hideous men,
Love is hard to elude,
For we are the poison no medicine has cure to,
We have sinned our souls,
Pierced our hearts into thousands of shreds,
And ashened this skin and bone…
-©Pratibha Badgal AA
All the posts under the name Pratibha Badgal AA are my own.
for @rumplestiltskin's Killerpoetry Contest #25
