Horrid Seduction

Dangling skeleton closets

At broad daylight

Brewed in dusk escapades

Tongue-tied to fallacies

Brood words spilled in drunkenness

was all of it.

Blended in trouble

Replies swollen

Moments swearing

Dust-dampening trickling

clock rushing-ly winding

It was time.

Mopped in fear

Perused by anxiety

Chest rapidly pumping

Eyes untamed scrolling

end to end

Uncertainty swallowed

The piper had come to play.

Unsplash

Feet funneled

Blows rumbling

Daybreak ghosting

Truth scorching

Straight into flying pans

Inflamed in regrets

into vowing never again.

Ghost

Clipping actions! Ms. Nobody felt time in absence, filtering in the cold night on a loop. Damaged reminisced reflections tricked her soul to unbundle her dignity. 

At the hand of a monster deemed family. She knew not the words to say but to ask for forgiveness from her past self. With no words to best describe the coldness of the twilight drama duct taped in the silence of the moon. Pounded with the vow of secrecy, as no one stood to believe her truth.

She had always been a rebellious child known for her candid antics. However, on this very occasion, it wasn't about the gags but innocent blood drips. Called to survivor in shame of having not but in need. Bedsheets rigged of the pledge-ful moans that were actually screaming for help.

Photo by Rick Han