my name is hidden, under moss and vines, concealed;
you should never dig the unknown soil.
I remember, I remember you all now
"you witch, you shadow creeper, you left a crack and we see your decayed soul"
you fear my shadows, when in my world light hurts more
bones getting stiff, the blood flow
hushed;
fingertips crack with horrible tingle
flames infect those wounds, cold fire numbing what's left
you might have disrupted my heart
but when I have nightmares, they're beautiful
Originally done for my university's Digital Project, theme was "Dreams and Reality".
Inspired by Stephen King's stories "Carrie" and "Firestarter".


























































