#In response to Horizons Morbid Princess Becker Beckerbone Millado

Morbid Poetry

imaginations at its best 

A curse

by Melody Nadal

aka.Ody Munson

Horizons founder

A shadow from,

the past.

Taunting me

Ripping my flesh

Digging from

my skull.

Till my sanity

parted me.

Those vulture

Savour every

my every guts

Drunk my blood.

Whisking in every

corner of earth .

Reminiscing my

birth .

Is it a sin?

Every bits  is

a curse.

Till only my

skeleton was

left hanging.

You crushed it

crumbled me

inside your

grasps

Earth is

trembling.

I need to wake

up, I'm dreaming.