It’s hard to believe you’ve been gone eight years now. It’s true, you left me with a lot of scars and yet you could never fully kill the love I keep in my still mending heart for you……
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…
The Night The Darkness Would Not Die
Words & Image ©Debbie Berk 2016 / www.debbieberk.com /debbiedberk@gmail.com
