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The Horror Dynasty

Sep 18, 2025
1 min read

Ruler of pain resides behind doors

The room I need to get through to get to you

Stories of his power radiate the town like lore

But the the door is locked and I cant find a clue

To unlock the door means to release

All my bottled hate and inner daemons

Intrusive to my current path of peace

But to turn around would be further treason

I know I need to leave this world behind

Because there is another level left to master

But there is a key I need to find

To get to where I’m after

A place free from anger hatred and regret

a place I know because I’ve been there before

I’ll never forget what you said

And the very part of my heart that tore

Those emotions underlay my make like geology

I feel them rooted deep underneath

A descendent of the horror dynasty

Left to suffer agony from my every need


May 31st, 2024


Acrylic on canvas. 09/25 no title yet.
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