Hypnotic Enslavement

For nights, I have traveled
In darkness
Many days have passed
As a wandering soul
For my heart is torn
The warm sun above me
Slowly takes the pain away
So I thought

Among the hills, a path lacerates the woods
Mangled trees twist. Ring the razor winds
Under maroon skies, rotten bodies lie

Far to the east
Prepare for rot feast

Upon the old oak
Up the wooden stairs

A crack from the top to the bottom
I pushed open the door
A creak as it let me in
A scent- unfathomable to humankind
I carry on

I could sense her ghostly presence
It was near me
It was telling me something
So attractive- yet so vile

Five points were drawn out in front in the center of the floor
And out of the corner of my eyes
Her ghostly figure descends toward me

Was I about to submit?
(No! Never!)

Cast by her evil spell, for I knew
That my will would be tied forever in puppet strings

Trapped in her glass case for all to see
The end of my life
Forever to be enslaved
By her beauty
Beauty