Scars Upon The Ground Before My Victim

Foreshadowing realities birthed in the nothingness of a world lost in forever and today, the past of yesterday a figment of delusions wrapped in the tissue of flesh and muscle, we one, we are, the beast that hides inside your head is a greater threat than the one underneath your bed, for both are figments of a broken mind, but the one inside can dig it’s way free while the other birthed below your feet will fade away….