CRUCIFY

Feelings of lost hope....

Crucify me in a jungle of emotions

Lay me bare with glittering spears

That shine forth in the cruel sun

All around is the pain of confusion

 

The desert of reconciliation

Stretches distant and bare

Isolated in my tower of loneliness

I weave a web of binding hair

 

That hides me within a secret lair

And smothers me alive

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[R J Askew]

The last four lines are quintessentially Gothic macabre.