Angelclaw
Unheard Of
Copyright, Angelclaw
A perfect, pale white canvas
Too bad it’s not untouched
Ripped
Raped
Stained
Scarred
Beautiful paintings rests upon it
HATE
LIES
DEATH
FILTH
Crimson strokes
Brushed with tears
Numbness washes over
Crumbling away
Fading
Failing
Disappointment
Drastic
Measures will be taken
For everything has its consequences
Punished
Putrid
Blood
Dried on the edges
Apologies are written
Smeared of blood
Shaky letters
Words
Whisper
Telling truths that should not be heard
Sense of self becomes lost
Underneath muttering voices
Encouragement is heard
Screams are muffled
Insanity reaches its brink
Blank smile
Empty stare
Ahead
Away
From it all
Blood drowns
Sleep comes
Razor falls
Nothing’s heard…