A miserable mistake

Moving on from the wind, taking back what is mine.
Emotions of hatred, coming up from that mine.
Burried for so long, he may notice a stench.
Covered in earth, this putrid wretch, I clench.
Myself, in my arms.

Tightening on the throat of my heart inside.
Tempting the equilibrium of an organ's life.
Nuts and bolts undo themselves.
Run in fear of what's to come.
A devil that soonly delves.
No where can I not succumb.

And as he falls deeply within from a ledge.
Memories are heated, burned to the edge.
Pathways are made if there is no way.
Stopping all functions, as they turn their gaze.
They look to their new dictator.

Seizing control, eating away all that will oppose.
And my veins the highway to the center.
A virus that leaves fear within its tracks.
Piling on the agony, giving stress when it will enter.

But he could not have predicted.
The insides that are truly wicked.
Dwarfed by the black rotting walls.
Of within this body; a beat so mangled and small.
Walls stained with navy tears and black fears.
Nowhere to hide once inside.

A cave with a bottom that is cold like ice.
Tall facades with grooves eroded by saline water so un-nice.
And minerals and crystals jagged to the fingers.
There in the open, a heart in the form of a death bringer.
A demon awaiting to kill what is his.
His by the notion that an invader has lived.

This devil, oh so cunning and clever?
Now paled by comparison of this evil center.
A perfect organ beating happily to the march?
Of life, he assumed because it was so impregnable.
But a fool he will surely be parched.
And ensnared forever.
To die by the unruly weather.

Smoke arising from this mine, now the earth swallows it up,
Hiding the entrance to the confine.