Bound in silver chains

The slithering chain perched against the skin
Peeling away the drying shed
Textured with the rough background
Remaining forever in darkness abyss.

The roughness brings crimson drops
Leaking down the coarse exterior
Chains bounding hollow sounds
Washing away the moonlights glow.

The neck tightens in its bound
Circulation loosing its peak
The scarlet blood against the azure
The breath gasps falter.

Rapture moment dripping in relief
The blinding ache withers away
The chains mould on the drying corpse
Forever in darkness abyss
Bound in silver chains.