That Dark Knot

A stammer through time of dreaded awakening
My blood boiling volcanic bitterness from the core
Dripping with distain and poisonous dwelling
Oozing ruptured angst from every pore
A knotted sensation of threaded bewilderment
Ripples of twisted venomous snares
Slithering tentacles of crippling lashings
Plaque me inside with its demonic stares
A chilling numbness grapples within my enigma
Treacherous waves harbour blistering fright
Deathly winds bellow sadistic muse
Engorged dread engulfs crimson red upon sight
Turmoil surrounds me with every shudder
Candid short folds of a sinners spell
Unearthing truant demeanours of nostalgic grasps
Embarking upon rage I struggle to quell
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Rage is difficult to calm, rage, our one true human nature.
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Never a truer word said
Hi Amy.
like both bits
keep em coming.