#original-poem

Monroe D'Amore

1 week ago

@emotionalCorpse[EC]

find me with each word you whisper to me, you get closer. every time your lips brush my ear, each moment your flesh grazes mine, you pull me in, inch by inch. then, the whispers sweeten, a sickening flavor rotting my teeth out of my skull. i bite, i tear, i don't want you. the devoted prayers you give despite that, a kneel into a crawl, when you follow me, you give me the grace of a god. i feel the rift grow, the fire in my pusher suffocating. hate me. hate me, hate me, hatemehatemehateme, h a t e m e. despise me, lash out with claws and teeth. show me the vileness, the wretchedne...Read more