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
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".