The asylumThe asylum6 years ago in Erotic More Like This
These walls, encircling around me are nothing but a mere futile attempt.
The echoes of women, their bloodcurling screams screeching in my heart.
Why am I here? You ask,
Well, I myself do not know.
Halfway from the living, still not accepted by the dead.
I'm just floating in serene silence, waiting for something, anything.
When we are allowed to go out, the gray diseased bricks spread across the street.
People here are no longer recognizable.
What are they? You ask,
Why, nothing but humans.
Their faces bone white, their lips crusted, their eyes weary.
I do not blame them for all they do is weep and hang over every misery that had forlorned them.
Malls stretch out, visible in every inch of the city.
Its a pity I can't go,
A luxury I far from deserve.
The rain, glorious cleansing rain, flows from the sky, its as though the heavens are mourning for me,
Distressed to find me in such a pathetic state.
The water droplets drench me, my hair clinging to my back,
My hands flaring around me,