Neon Hate.. Poem

I feel the assault on my ears coming in waves. The crash of the demonic bass. Lights glow piercing my iris and painting neon blood across my face. Hypnotic, methodical charade, ripping apart the sense and hammering nails into my brain. I have no memory of this place, each step I take, makes the last one fade. A sinister spell mocking your helpless desire to escape. Standing in the middle of the room, hit with that same low frequency bass. The only choice left is to succumb hate..🍂

Poem by me

Pic by me

Just did this on the fly ^^;

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