Dark Poetry #5 |
slipped |
zaxby Junior Member
since 2009-03-05
Posts 48California |
Slipped; no holds, fallen straight to hell, I know this place, the rotten smell. this needle dangling on my arm, thought nothing could do me any harm. Those I killed in my quest for dope, circle me and slip the hanging rope. I scream forgive but know it’s to late, they’re just extensions of my former hate. Insane laughter echoes rabid all around, keys to damnation were in the door I found. Closed behind me in final soulless click, ahead pain beyond hope, ocean of the sick. Lost in swarming maggot mass, another dummy in savage class. Where teacher drives you mad, sweet death will make you glad. Bones picked clean hung out to dry, lost to God way up there so high. All loved trampled into dust, memories gone nothing to trust. Peace fades away a mirage forgotten long ago, devil chuckles at this fool placed into his show. Stoking greedy conflagration, horrid screams of pain, I Burn ghastly forever in demons torturing reign. |
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SlowlyFallAway Member
since 2008-08-29
Posts 279North Carolina |
Very dark. I loved it. |
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