Ethereal Abode

And I am here in this eternal scaffold
Prepared to relinquish this bolding mold
Plunged into the ethereal abyys of impurity
Intertwining abode lies in this realm of obscurity
Hopelessly swayed in this winding distress

"Creed"...I said vulgarly
Bitterness flowed like wind in my mind
Cold gust of wind touched my binding skin
I am waiting in this eternal scaffold
I am waiting for your sweet molding purity

Beautiful. You have really started to control your poetry and words. The length has improved greatly over the last couple of months. Good job on developing.