Nightmare Scene

Nightmare Scene

headless ghosts captivated
by the compelled torture
I enter in nightly
marvel at the blood-stained
sleeves I’ve created
and wear proud

tell their stories
of mutated
souls
pierced by gunfire
punctured by half-dull knives
jumping off buildings
with limps snapping in disarray

I simply smile
with obscured pleasure

one day, I too, will emulate

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