thrust me into the brink of your dusk

Updated: May 6

light powerless against your penetration

reflection merely a jagged shadow

remnants of a charred complexion

recognize not even your scent

sweat feral and wretched

angelic compared to your breath

entranced- crawl over nails to beg for pity

kiss open wounds

blood dries on my tongue

swallow- it feeds me

unsalvageable

lost in ruin

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