Draw me near

Draw me near again that I may whisper in your ear the dark tales of my mind.

Know, they rumble in the pit of my soul like hot coals reluctant to come forth;

All day they toss and turn like nightmare-clutched children

And seep and soot ashen veils over all that I see.

Long of shadows and whispers, they know truths more than I ever will

And only share their lore through fevered episodes of uncanny seepage.

Draw me near again; the tales of my souls need telling,

Drawn me near, I beg; lest they burn through my eyes your face in monstrous wounds.

 

Signature poetry

 

Cyril Bussiere 06-22-2014

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About cyrilbussiere

Author (Author.to/CyrilLCBussiere), Writer, Scientist, and Nurse-to-be. I'm into writing, reading, gaming, raising chickens, playing guitar, and traveling. Man, do I love traveling!
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