dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. a relationship or friendship that you can’t get out of your head, which you thought had faded long ago but is still somehow alive and unfinished, like an abandoned campsite whose smoldering embers still have the power to start a forest fire.
A demon grips my hand,
Moving palms to shoulders
In reassurance, as if to let me know
Everything is alright.
Brushing away gently a falling tear,
The coarse finger draws a line of blood.
A tongue to lick the blood and tears
When touch fails to soothe.
The creature winds around me,
Like a vine upon the hemlock.
A comfort that is indescribable,
A new emotion, a new truth.
The demon sheds its tears with me
In loving embrace, leaving me drenched.
And through the maelstrom,
I open my eyes to the sky
As if damning the entity smiling down.
And in silence,
I look to the face of this beautiful demon
As I descend into Hell.
sleuthed:
omg it’s like katatonia and tool had a baby
a beautiful sexy baby
Off description but it I like.