a random piece i wrote..

it's a place so hollow,
unreachable and destroyed,
the shrine meant for you,
completely ruined,
dark,death,rotten,
can you smell it now?
daughter,lover,sister,
none of it left to be.
beautiful ecstasy,
deadly ecstasy,
deadly corpse,
how things change.
flooded feelings,
can you hear the sound?
of my breathing?
i almost forgot,
how it began,
been the bait,
for all the misery,
the fate,
yes the fate,
won't leave me in peace(piece),
little drops of salted water,
opening wounds wider.

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Very good Isador. Dark. In a way I don't know what to thing about it. It is.. different, very unique, yet at the same time confusing but also very simple and plain.

thank you:) it is very plain i agree because they are raw emotions i wrote about.or as i call them-my dark moods.