Slowly breaking the ice as you chisel away at my heart. Tearing the wounds wide open, revealing everything that is evil underneath this flesh. A demon delving deeper into the burning ruins that once held the spark of a pure soul. Tossing and turning in the flames inside of this self contained pit of anguish. As the fire consumes, the vestige of my tormented soul diminishes. If I fall any further into the blaze I will not make it out dead or alive. I am destined to be the dust that settles, lying in wait, for something to come by and disturb me in my everlasting slumber.
~heart & soul~