Infliction

Uncontrollable, undeniable, anger Raises up upon me like a red film

Continuous

Nightmare hall Elongating so no matter what

The carriage is her escape.

Dirty money is hard to clean With blood still dripping

Dusk falls with the leaves A chill creeps more prominently

Rotten luck Worse than cracking mirrors

Scavengers Like vultures

There is danger here That yearns to be recognized

I drift off soundly Not a care at all

Every smile was graceful and helped erase the memories.