I am omnipresent, forever surrounding you with My siren’s song. I am in the salt that collects in a tear as it run down an upturned face. I am in the solemn words spoken as a lie upon your lips. I am the finger on the trigger, the needle in the vein, the force behind the blade, the break in the bone, the bruise on the flesh,and the violent brutal thrust into the soft venues of the innocent. I linger in the darkness, wrapping myself in it’s warmth, manipulating it to form those desires that you crave.
I make the illusion real. I embrace your inner secrets, reveling in them, letting their deviant waters rush over Me. I am the glory you feel, then the guilt that you live with. I am the other woman who awaits your arrival, I am the jealousy that burns within your core when you find you have been wronged. I spread My wings over all who wish to tarry under them, then I withdrawal them leaving you fully exposed.
I am the smoke that clouds your judgement, I am the nudge that pushes you over the edge, I am the ache you feel in your gut. My tendrils wind their way around your very soul, squeezing, pulsating, crushing until you break. I am patience personified. I have no reason to rush, in the end you will give in, you always do. Perhaps one more time, then I will stop, that is what you tell your already addicted self. This is a false thought that gives permission to perform unspeakable acts of your primal whims.
No single solitary human is out of My reach, My will is more powerful then you could ever imagine. I will give you everything you could ever want to you freely, yet the price you will pay in the end will be more than your meager attempts at absolution can afford.
This is Me, this is what I am, this is My embodiment.
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