Darkened heart

A dark poem for the Season

 

Darkness engulfs the light of life, drawing it deep into the inky blackness of my wicked heart. No longer beating I feed upon the salty red sustenance of their reality, robbing them of all that I can not be. Unseen but as a stranger hidden, untouched except in passing, unloved and alone within my personal hell. The coldness of my thoughts cloak me in their forbidden embrace, whispering darkened deed into the hollow canvas of my mind, painted in the blood of indifference. In jest I smile at the young man who passes drawing him into the spider’s web with bitter sweet promises that are but one-sided. “Come my love let me indulge your whims.” Skillfully I draw him into my arms till no longer he resists the darkness of my charms. I watch the life disappear to but a glitter in the depths of his hazel eyes and find myself alone yet again, slipping among the shadows in search of redemption of my empty heart.

Author's Note

Sorry for any grammer or spelling mistakes

Reviews

[Angelic Darkness]

This is sinfully dark, to take the lives of others with no satisfaction, only to
hunt as the heart grows darker. AD

[Periac]

a great write of a confused hidden feeling i get....just enough to pull your finger otta the pan of hot water without burning it off......