Macabre Bride

Something random before bed

My hands are itching and crawling
To claw and tear at my skin
To reveal the monster inside
Surreptitiously feeding and festering
Rotting my soul to the core
In a swirling chaos and decay
I slowly wither away
The outer shell shedding
Finally pulling back the veil
The white now drenched in red
The deceptions are over
Transformation and change
Are but a delusion
To distract from the truth
That it always was

Reviews

[Kurayami]

This is a nice poem.
I don't know what else to say...

~Kurayami

[水希]

ありがとうごまいます