Cataclysmic


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The World Through My Eyes ūüĆô

Screen Shot 2017-07-12 at 1.50.53 PM.pngShe found herself.

She found herself in a pile of blood on her bathroom floor,

 with the Moon watching as she bled.

 Weeping.

Life running through her pores,

life poring through her mouth,

constant yelling, and fleeting thoughts of salvation as she

 drowned.

 

In the moment,

she found herself at her lowest.

She became ungodly, unholy, demonic,

a beast.

 Consumed by tragic,

consumed by bad habits,

by pain, by the reality of evil.

 

‚ÄúEver seen through the absence of color?‚ÄĚ

She asked the Moon while her eyes glazed over.

She never waited for the Moons response,

Every night she asked the same question,

but every night failed to wait.

 

She was too consumed by self loathing and grief,

Instead she succumbed to her pain

To her Darkness.

Every night

She drowned.

Gabriela T ‚̧ ¬†

Inspired by the image above.

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