I am From Hell

Ryan

I am from blood
From knives and rope
I am from the dark hallways
The musty basement
I am from the nightshade flower
The weeping willow
Whose long gone limbs I remember
As if they were my own.

I’m from Halloween and family and black mass
From Usha and Twilla
I’m from rituals and death
And from cutting
I’m from ‘go ahead’ and ‘No that’s too nice'
And Sinni mana
I’m from chanting
I’m from heaven and hell
Blood and souls
From when Usha disappeared
My twin sister Usha
Dark and horrible

Where my heart should be
Because I am empty
Empty and alone
A demon