I am Attracted to Morbidity.

I want to hear the dark

Grimy

Dank

Voice of the underappreciated.

I want to see the morbid

Disconcerted

Languid

Thoughts of the lonely.

I want to feel the strained

Carnal

Sadist

Gaze of gunmetal eyes.

I want to smell the tragic

Ragged

Destructive

Ambivalence of the huddled masses.

I have a sense of lugubrious

Stark

Charred

Anguish for your blood-stained heart.

~I want something that will pull tears.

Love,

Digress.