Fractured Soul

If you read my blog, then you know the roller coaster that is my emotions of late. Today I wanted to just feel free. To fly and cleanse myself. I have been wanting to join the 100 word game at velvet verbosity for awhile and today seemed like a good day. The prompt could not have been more appropriate. If Andy Warhol, Stephen King, and Dr. Seuss had a love child, this would be it: CHASMS

Fractured 

into a 1000 pieces

Silent Screams

from an unheard voice

that never ceases

Falling deeper

into the abyss

Venomous poison

tickles my soul

with their satanous hiss

My eyes open 

but I cannot see

for empty sockets

stare back at me

Through the darkness

My mouth does scream

unheard sounds

not part of this dream

My soul incomplete

no longer alive

the pounding sorrow

begs it to die

Its wicked ways 

and vile charm

its seductive embrace

want nothing but to harm

Around my waist

into my veins

I feel it slither

and take hold my reigns

Surrender I shall 

just to end this pain