#bytheconwej

[valacon]

I need her, breathing down on my neck

I need her, her hands wrapped around my waist

I need her to call me "mine"

I need to be her prey tonight

I'll let her feast upon my bones

If only she calls me hers for a while

[valacon]

Don't expect from me

A love story with a sweet ending.

I grew with tragedy woven in my bones.

I grew up to the death of Patroclus.

And the wrath of Achilles.

[valacon]

You started it,

Your blow striked true

And you didn't flinch

When my head lolled on the ground

You wiped blood off your face

Unscathed and unsullied

But no more secrets to your name

I was the tumor in your gut

Now I am the poison to your breath

A shadow with claws

To rip a heart free

[valacon]

Unlike the glamor that beckons the masses.

Is it the light that dies to make way for a hunger

Inconsequential are we

Standing beside the gateway to paradise

Every road leads to the same doorstep

But time and time again

We have been let down

To go beggar at the crumbs

That falls off at the dead man's feet

I am not the man I was raised to be

In his place lies the damned blood beast

With a seething hunger

And a resentful dream.

[valacon]

Pride in pain...

In great pain only, I was at my best

When life stood upon me spikes on his sole 

I was smiling like a fool. 

So many dirty things

Blood caked knuckles

Earth between my nails 

Copper in my mouth 

Red running down my wrists 

A pathetic sight 

But full of emotions. 

Look at me now, 

A creature beyond shadows 

With nothing to my soul 

But words and a screaming mind 

I loath the days when I had sorrow to my name 

For in great pain, I really was at my best

[valacon]

Guess who succumbed...

Had I forsaken my creativity, 

lookin for the easy way out

I didn't feel it before... 

guilt, crippling guilt.

life is easier when someone else shows you the strings I think

ahh, there it is 

The Strings!

I hath become its puppet

dancing upon his palm

reality is starting to morph

this thing that we created

it will come to eat us whole

so, I must start again 

Start from where I stood years back

It took a long time to refine the edges 

but I must sharp the blades again

to keep these raised 

when the evolution comes 

we must stand our ground

the beast we created will come to eat us whole

but I, the heretic do pray we win the war.

         -Zeshrimpconnoisseur

[valacon]

Fear keeps us at bay...

A noose around my throat

The seas rising,

Serpents churning.

The stool tips,

My foot slips

And I fall.

To a warm embrace

May the pit fires be kinder

Than the heavens rage.

[valacon]

- 🥀-

You are a fascination

Alive and heart thumping

You are a blank canvas

I paint with senew and rotting flesh

You are the dreamland queen

I am the vulture picking at your bones

The dread you herald is never lost

It buries me deep and choke out my lungs

I would swallow you

If only I could

But you're bigger than the world

And my heart was unknown

“🥀”