Wednesday, October 3, 2018
The Pursuit...
The darkness that comes for me;
The night that haunts;
The shadows that sniff out my soul.
The screams that find my ears;
The voices that show me the way;
The spirits that bend my will.
I leave my fear behind.
I leave my soul as payment.
I trade my time for memory.
This is what I have become.
This is what I have left to offer you.
This is all that I am.
And all that I can be.
I am a ghost to this world.
But I am free.
~Deevious~
#DarkPoetry
#CreepOn
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