Confessions of a Spooked: Entry Three of Madness and All Hallows Eve...

 

Darkness boiling...

madness churning.

 

We are alone...

in the shadows and mayhem,

we stare at the broken walls of this room...

and we see the door that is swung wide,

the monsters have crept in...

within,

and now their legion fills...

our thoughts,

our heart...

our soul,

 

Scratched to pieces...

beneath water that boils,

chain down our limbs...

so that we may trail the knife,

stab the nails...

embed the poison,

and it eats with wicked teeth...

soon our eyes are black,

and our skin trails away...

Drink down the murk,

rip between...

ghosts that suffocate our lungs,

and the weeper that sleeps...

in our ears,

the claws that do not leave...

We set the match,

we watch it all burn...

the faces,

millions of screams...

as they writhe within the fury,

of these flames...

you lock the doors,

so you cannot get out...

and you take the barbed whip,

to your back and wrist...

so that the tension may release,

we watch as the souls are devoured...

and the heart of our city is drenched in blood,

for we see a new horizon...

a city there,

its' streets are paved from the dust...

of the bones that were churned down,

by the feasters...

the Devourer,

who once learnt this name...

for they do not forget a name,

and so now we dig into the earth...

at night until our fingers,

they bleed...

we tear out our teeth,

for we see their razor edges...

the way they cut and kill,

and now the forest is everywhere...

and it is alive,

and waiting...

about each corner,

each street...

do not blink,

do not run...

because it will find you,

to each corner of the earth you flee...

it is there,

for those who entered the forest...

the creatures they took,

they feed off our spirit...

leach us dry,

and bind them within their world...

for the trees,

are the Sleepers Deep...

cut off every wire that binds,

shatter all the mirrors...

watch in the darkness,

as the shadows sway...

and come for you,

again and again...

so we wait now,

for their total doom...

 

 

 

'Go ahead...'

they whisper.

'Build your prisms,

your reflections and masks...

your chains and bars,

to lock us inside...

to not show anyone,

the true madness...

within,

though how long can you keep us back...

really?

Soon you will love us...

and then you shall never wish,

for freedom...

we will be your dearest confidantes,

the ones you turn to...

as slowly we poison the way you see the world,

those about you...

those you know,

until you want to tear them apart...

make them hate you,

so that you can find the freedom...

that you seek out,

like the Holy Grail...

and sending you to insanity,

slowly ticking into insanity...

night after night after night,

and yet you will never find it...

for yours was always a cursed end,

we allowed you the illusion...

that one day,

it will make sense...

but dear dear,

there is no end.

 

This...

is your madness,

and Fate.'

 

Happy Halloween

xx