Dripping Hate

wretched and seething her blackened heart churning spoiled blood,
her broken mask fixed with the blank stare of insanity
this poor soul trapped within a limit doomed by a curse
imprisoned and tortured in vivid imagination with no chance of escape
forever mute she screams into the depths of her hollow soul
whispered thoughts haunting those ever lasting screams,
her dreams now set heavy upon illusion
the demons of insomnia licking at the edges of her mind,
she remains awake armored against feeling
wilting in the shadows of everything shes never seen before
trapped in endless purgatory ,an eternity of desolation ahead of her
a lonely and vengeful solitude
she remains still, drained of all emotion seeking redemption from her own limits desire
despair alluding her deepest dreams