A Haunting Hunger My mind is a dark abandoned house with battered walls, lonely hallways, sealed secret doors and small cracks through boarded up windows that bleed just enough light for the shadows to feed ©Debbie Berk 2016
The Devouring
Trapped in this dark space soul lost to an even darker fate and time moves like a slow curse in the belly of the ever ravenous worm the watchful predator with a devoted kind of sickness, mad and twisted like love stalking its prey, waiting in the silent shadows to collect what is owed, eager…
