Havoc

Skeleton key, wrought greed.

Upon entry

Dizzy spinning, empty lurching, knees caving

Smother, squelch. Soul restrain me

while I cry to Eris about immediate miseries,

each moment an eternity.

Hoping it kills me.

My heart, beat.

Still feebly passing blood through –

A butchered clot of an organ

Keeping me alive

I feel the desecration.

The villain haunts my dreams

And body for the rest

Of

My

Life.

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