Hers

In darkest night she comes to me

Stripping my soul skeleton bare

Leather lust upon sanguineous skin

Caressing, undressing, possessing

The sacred war, the song of death

And life

Never knowing where one ends

And the other begins

Cowering child hidden in the corner shadows

Burning hot light inside

Burning, burning

The death knoll of innocence

Acid tongue upon my open wound

Flicking me open

Freely flowing

I am hers forever

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About Joe

Freelance designer and writer whose goal is to help others by writing about my experiences with fear and anxiety (agoraphobia), health struggles (cancer) and my wonderfully-happy life as a husband and stay-at-home dad. I want to empower everyone to have a happy life.

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