The Crimson Tipped Fingers of Fear

[desecration]

the crimson tipped fingers of fear
slip into my dreams
along with a chorus
of the tortured and the damned.
they speak of eternal winters
of murderous heat,
and stroke my mind
to a flaring remembrance
before dancing into the shadows;
capturing my soul
with arrows of breath-stealing lust
and the seductive words of demons.
the whispers of darkness
breathe emotional clarity
and deadly logic,
gaining entry past my frail guards.
a furious pressure thrums at my breast
it refutes the precious pain,
but with knives and nightmares
they silently slaughter
the final remnants of my heart.
watery light sends them away,
dawn’s hypocritical laughter
soothing my wounds,
allowing me breath
before clouds and minions
slide over the sun
and leave me to battle the shades
once more.
they sigh on the fringes of my mind.
they laugh as i break.
they mock me in your eyes.
they contort my prayers
and drink my blood.
it amuses them as i smile,
as i feign perfect happiness.
and when they are finally engorged
with my manic defeat and internal alienation
they release me,
only to return to their violation
as soon as i turn to the sanctuary
of my dreams.

[_black phoenix_]

Well done! This piece was extraordinary! I don't know what to say.. I can't even pick out my favourite parts because there are just so many..

Overall, this was a wonderful write. I enjoyed it very much. Bravo.

[desecration]

Thank you.

[alostandbrokensoul]

I have to agree is was a great write!!

[Eclipse]

Damn, I envy you. Haha, you're able to capture feelings so well and get them on paper (or typed). Great piece.

[desecration]

thanks. i'm glad that y'all like it.