Hotoke poem (TW) (1 Viewer)

[IGURO]

TW: MENTIONS OF BL00D, s3x &self-h@rm

no structure, just my random lore 😭

Spoiler: Nine Tails of Hotoke

She was content
but unhappy
Like a fly
contained within the glass walls
of a pill bottle
with a few nail holes
drilled into the lid for breathing .
Like a dying bug
slamming against those walls ,
desperate for an escape ,
she twitched in bed
instead of waking up in the morning ,
willing herself to break free
of sleep's deathly prison .

I know I l o v e her .
I just cannot prove it .
Her mind was a complex maze-like riddle
and the mere sight of her scarred body brought tears to my eyes
when I stared for too long .
Who was this girl ?
This girl
who cut herself every odd week and bared her nakedness to the moonlight at night and
seized in bed every morning and brushed her pheromone tails with a long
steel fine-tooth comb .

h o t o k e .

That was who she was .

Today
she stared the same way she stared every day .
I wanted to help her
I want to eat her
I want to rip her to bits and
make her feel love and
stab her stab her stab her .
die, hotoke

Kill her with her steel comb .
Or her carving knife .
right, hotoke ?
she is making me insane too .
that hotoke

She talks softly and
smiles when she hurts herself or
when I come home and
find her naked body drenched in red wine
B L O O D
when i get home .
to hotoke

i n s a n e .

that thing is insane .

hotoke

ilovehertodeathilovehersobad .

i talk with her
each night in a narrow attempt to make her feel
n o r m a l .
why, hotoke

she just screams .
b l o o d c u r d l i n g .
why, hotoke

i am screaming .
she is screaming .
we scream together because
we are just
lost .
in each other .
that hotoke

my body
her body

why does it feel okay ?
hotoke

she o p e n s .
stop giving yourself to me .
her legs are still open .
she's wailing .
a fox's howl .
dripping .
it must be B L O O D .
" a l l m i n e "
she says .
i cannot move .
a choked gasp .
was it me or her .
or that ?
im eating again .
her legs are spread
the perfume is intoxicating.
the taste is frightening because
it is good.
hotoke

im scared.
she is shaking
thank you
she says my name
i cover her mouth
because when she does
i have d r e a m s .
about hotoke

she misses me
she wants me
she loves me
well i don't
hotoke

nine tails
nine tails
she is stranguling
me with nine tails
of hotoke

my eyes are red
so is the wine
and the B L O O D .
when she hurts
when she screams
i need more
of hotoke

i am drunken
on her
hotoke
i am just like you
torn and invisible
i am aghast
" you have changed "
they tell me
they like it
the voices
there are nine voices
o
verlapping
like the nine tails
of hotoke

will i escape her ?
i don't know
what i know
is that
one of us will die here
and it won't be
hotoke

 

[IGURO]

@Harmony_Starz @Lord_Angelslayer can i tag yall for this or too sensitive?

 

[Harmony_Starz]

@Harmony_Starz @Lord_Angelslayer can i tag yall for this or too sensitive?

Man that was a scary read...

It was a really good poem and honestly it could be a genuine piece of music

and hugs because those lyrics came from somewhere hard

 

[IGURO]

Man that was a scary read...

It was a really good poem and honestly it could be a genuine piece of music

and hugs because those lyrics came from somewhere hard

Yeah i know it's a little scary sorry about that

yes yes the trauma that i dumped into this...very deep

 

[dark_tranquility]

I used to write dark/gothic poetry in my younger years
I like this a lot

I am all in with blood and such

 

[IGURO]

I used to write dark/gothic poetry in my younger years
I like this a lot

I am all in with blood and such

Yayyyy!!

thank youuu

 

[dark_tranquility]

Yayyyy!!

thank youuu

You are very welcome