Twas not known
Since my time in mother's womb
Of this cursed gift
Or gifted curse
That spares carrion from their tomb
Until the night my child-like eyes
Witnessed my feline companion's demise
and be carried on by a gruesome atrocity
My lips wet with the tears I wept
Met hers all locked into a dismembered reality
Only the blackest of magick can keep her from haunting my domain

Three bodies lay
In the forest of whispers
Faces veiled by the graveyard grass
Overgrown from lifeless...