The Worst type of Sensations

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The Worst type of Sensations

Preliminary feelings on how long it took to escape the deep wells of love.

The Sweat, blood and tears that dropped from my pores and eyes.

The ache of my fingers as I held on to the walls that caved me in.

The blood thirsty demons that hungered for me to reveal the light of my emotions so that they could gently feast on it.

The past days of nothing but tears… and more tears.

The heart burns.

The head aches.

 

Hell itself would dodge me and laugh at my position; Silently Satan would rock on his chair and laugh.

My days of torment.

The days I would kneel in the caved darkness and bed for death to seize me.

Finally, I step out of this dark realm of unwanted pushed decisions.

Curses.

I just threw myself back in again.

Reviews

[SquinklaPsyOps]

This sounds kind of interesting.

This intel part is valuable
"The blood thirsty demons that hungered for me to reveal the light of my emotions so that they could gently feast on it."

[Edward Lancheister]

i like when you reveal the darkness side that could dwell at human being between soul that hidden.
my favorite stanza
Hell itself would dodge me and laugh at my position; Silently Satan would rock on his chair and laugh.
My days of torment.
The days I would kneel in the caved darkness and bed for death to seize me.
Finally, I step out of this dark realm of unwanted pushed decisions.
Curses.
I just threw myself back in again.Hell itself would dodge me and laugh at my position; Silently Satan would rock on his chair and laugh.
My days of torment.
The days I would kneel in the caved darkness and bed for death to seize me.
Finally, I step out of this dark realm of unwanted pushed decisions.
Curses.
I just threw myself back in again.

every move to out of the darkness just brought more deeper into the pit of damnation