There are some who must search and struggle to find inspiration, while others,
they can’t escape it.
The darkness comes boring out of
the happiest of moments, of joys.
A malignant parasite pulsating
beneath the most tranquil of thoughts
Focused now,
Serene in thought,
Pristine in Heart.
I feel every broken moment.
A Universe explodes as I close my eyes
It comes from within,
That magic
disgorged in a
gibbering madness
Words writhing their way across parchment,
an angel’s depravity
mine devil’s reality.
These horrors and scars,
each and every wretched pain,
All Mine.
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This is my entry to 
-Themadrunnah