It Eats You From The Inside
It eats you from the inside, darling,
Makes it like you never were.
It will haunt you, it will hold you,
It will welcome your return.
You shouldn’t have been there, my love,
Should have left things well alone,
But you fret, and you followed.
And soon you will be gone.
You didn’t need to see this, my sweet,
You didn’t need to know.
Now you’re haunted by the spectres,
You’ve seen death, and you will go.
It eats you from the inside, darling.
Your guilt, your only friend.
If you could have only stayed right there,
This would not be your end.
Todays #Inktober poem - an early Halloween effort. If you like it, please share!
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