Seduction

The shrill wind bites
my skin.
It swallows
me
whole.
What compassion?
Where?
I guess it’s not coming.

Long have I waited
Nowhere,
nowhere,
anywhere I hide it burns.

Inside the dying flesh
burns,
kills the inert soul
who can not help,
but lay there dying.

Dying,
one only knows one is when one is.
Crying,
one only does when one does.
Sleeping,
one only cares when one really cares.
That’s all that really matters...

His kiss
it breaks the ice,
the curse
brings compassion
and stops the disease
of my soul.

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A dark view into the wants and desire that all "hoomans" want/need, and how it can be bad, but even in that evilness there is a hint of goodness. There is never the total loss of hope in the world.

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