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April 30, 2008

I am EVIL.

The dark prince reincarnate.

the whisper leading you to take another hit,

another life.

This is the scream of an abusive drunk

playing the piano with a little girls face

crush, crush, blood spills

i am that sick crimson

when it dances on your blade

i can taste the hate

i breathe this hate

as you peal flesh from your face

crying out for someone to save you

i am the thought that casts you too deep down the rabbit whole

to an abyss, that, in truth

is less scary then living in my mind.

Posted by Cassandra J. @ crewriting

As usual - your poetry is vivid and fresh. I'm so glad to see it and to see you let go some of those happenings of the mind. I've heard it said that sometimes the mind can be like a bad neighborhood. It's hard to find your way through the twisting streets and into safer territory. Seems to me, one can always turn to writing to start their journey out.

Donna S. on Monday, 5 May 2008, 08:26 MDT # |