Drawing pad

Monster of a created mind,
pain torn between the edges of a knife,
alcohol covers up the blame and anger,
sin unleashes impurity, the heart
cries for love and the soul lingers
through insanity. Blood emerges from
the writers wrists, fear of a sinister
being. Night unleashes anxious whispers
of approaching evil. Ghosts of memories
long since forgotten, wonder stains the
skin of outside spaces, freedom comes
to mind as lies build up from outer
voices. Silence becomes reflections of
a guilty conscience, fear brings with it
symptoms of a contorted mind, morbid
is called into play, while stitches replace
the horror of witchcraft. Creatures from
an unlikely place, terror strikes
fright into the hearts of grace.