Writhing in contortion,
pleasure drowned in distortion.
Pain and anguish,
lashing of the flesh.
Whittled down with bitter languish,
opening scars new and fresh.
Cut open and gutted,
wounds and sores glutted.
Immeasurable suffering of body and soul,
a tremendous ache of infernal agony.
Misery is to be fed and scornfully indulged,
for the destruction of life is the greatest catastrophe.
To be torn open and left to rot,
until every trace of sanity has been brutally shot.
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Nocturnal Lullabies (#Wattys2018 Winner)Poetry
Even within the deepest and most hideous depths of darkness, we may find a glimmer of beauty. Gothic, gloomy and macabre poetry. Featuring works inspired by phantoms, occultism, vampires, cursed maidens, tragic monsters and other haunting themes sur...