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Bravsters Basement

Bravsters Basement

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It writhes 

Burrowing deeper within my brain

Never relenting

Threatening to stretch and tear the very fibers that keep me sane

Bright red

Dripping mounds staring from afar

Burning into my being

Forcing me to forget the oldest of memories

The most sacred of names

Yet the pleasure they promise

The sweet release

Would it be worth what is left of a fractured yet curious mind

Or have I already succumb

And this is but idle thought of the worm within



The howling demon prowls outside. 
I hear it's baleful cries as it threatens to turn the remains
 of my once proud fortress to rubble and ash. 
Tearing upon each layer of the outer walls with its rage and brimstone. 
What have i done to draw its fearful ire? 
Will I remain once the assault relents or will I crumble to shadow,
 to the dark where I was once born? 
With no alternative I will face the beast head on, 
this devil will not have the best of me. 
Perhaps in my folly I can draw its gaze elsewhere,
 far from this shattered fortress I dubbed my heart.

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