Ubiquitous invasive it
What is It?
It is hard and cold
Slab night terror
Soft voices
Silenced Laughter
Old eyes at 8
Cold eyes at 14
Fiery Eyes at 20
Innocence stolen
Fear Taught
Girls ladies naught
move and move and move again
wake to sleep and face to win.
I will never sane begin.

I have touched the horror depths of the human soul.
My hands have held the still beating heart of a just breathing ghoul.
I’ve seen the spirits of the newly dead rise from their corpus shell
and dedicated for eternity their energy to hell.
Too many souls in anguish.
No comfort can be found.
Spirits earthly form released.
Powerful demons come unbound.