((CONTINUED IN THE CAPTION)) *TWIGGER WARNING* Subtle detailing of suicide, trauma, and assault Graveyards grow into an obsession, the gothic a fascination The macabre is a mollifying second ritual flesh worn at night Death becomes the way to really experience this wretched existence And your suffering is so fascinating to everyone, you whore In conclusion, your soul is what you have left to surrender At this never-ending picture show of all-consuming madness You've pursued this dance so many lives with unmitigated failure These hands would give anything for that smooth texture of metal Just to remember where to position and exactly how much pressure To deliver the final curtain call and all can retire home as they were Wholly entertained by you whilst you were yet upon this soil And you can finally disappear within the blazes of Hell, never to know cold again My first piece on another site. Not quite how @swan_songs_ found me, as that was my next piece -- an older one from college days gone by. This one is from the end of January. My first return to poetry after a sixteen year hiatus. #poet #poems #poetry #poetrylovers #poetrysociety #poetryisnotdead #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poemsaboutdepression #poemsaboutdeath #poemsaboutpain #poemsaboutabuse #poemsaboutsuicide #poemsabouttrauma #poemsaboutchildhood #sadpoems #darkpoetry #macabrepoetry #gothicpoetry #writer #writing #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #spilledink #spilledwords https://www.instagram.com/p/CM_NR-rFGmy/?igshid=1f7n2d0rzfk1j
