flesh falls from bone - a rotten boy’s filthy nightmares , your dustiest daydreams . fire’s smoke lingers by chapped lips , and with the sun’s fall , you can hear the wails of the damned tucked in between the cracks in the walls , the piss and bile that runs through the floorboards . mind infiltrating the gaps in between the minds of the spirits . thoughts vulnerable , minds under lock and key . ❛ are you real ? ❜ ♡
@spiravit .