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Void
Hollow eyes,
The windows are closed.
The divine spark is no more,
Spirit is replaced with space.
Here we can’t breathe,
And we can’t speak,
Not even an exorcism
Can preserve a personage,
When their souls leave them.
No pupils and lack of an iris,
Shows that they can no longer hide it,
The eye can let not light in.
There will be no light to save them.
There will be no breath for the dead,
It has already escaped them.
Entrapped in the void.
Literature
October short story
It was staring at me, from the window. Its eyes never wavering from meeting mine. Its mouth was just a wide jagged line of sharp teeth frozen into a lip-less smile. Its long claws curved and filthy with something awful. There was something staining the window, the street light outside illuminating chunks and making the dripping lines glow. The creature was unmoving from its spot.
The terrifying part is that it’s on the inside of the window.
Literature
perennial
grief visits me today.
he watches as i write about you,
putting his hand on my arm
to stop the words
from shaking.
the river of veins is a blue glare
beneath his waxen skin, the valleys
under his eyes dark with our shared
misery.
i don’t ask where he’s been, or why
he’s suddenly back. i don’t want to know
who else he’d been with
when he was gone.
“you look better,” he says, pulling my hand
from the notebook. he
kisses it, holds it to his cheek.
the weaker parts of my spirit surge at his cold
familiarity.
i trace the arch of his lips to avoid
his eyes, ask him if he’d forgotten
about m
Literature
Detriment and denial
When you're alone,
you're forced to confront yourself.
All the things you push aside
in the presence of others
resurfaces.
Mistakes
Mistreatment
Manipulation
Hatred
Self-loathing
Worthlessness
Abuse
Depression
...The list is endless.
Oh but go on, keep lying.
"It's ok, I like being alone."
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"What's up with the hollow eyes with some o' these characters in these horror movies?"
"Mom, I think the represents the lack of a soul....Their soul has escaped them. The ultimate sight of death."
"Oh, hmm. When you put it that way it makes sense...."
"I'm a writer. We put things together, y'know?
"Ugh, writers..."
*laughter*
.....
"But what about that creepy ass back-bending crap?!"
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