pulled by tendrils silken, imprints on my softened heart

little thorns pierce the organ, blood trickling down ribs scarred

mind a fort of haphazard thoughts, moaning in thrumming pain

lips chiming a chant ancient even when the soul is voiceless.

i crawl against the force, waves of exhaustion slashing me

i hold on to a rock for support, my heart unwilling to let go of memories

seized by a handsome beast i am, yearning to steal me from fate

the graveyard of my lover my sole home, i ain't going anywhere else.

this poem tries to depict a fight between a person and a beast who craves them, and is trying to pull them towards himself. However, this person still lives in the memories of their late lover and denies yielding to the beast