Dark Poetry #5 |
i am in the depths of hell |
maddorani Member
since 2007-11-18
Posts 423houston,tx |
this poem was inspired by demons inside As I wake up I feel myself Against the hot, Scorching wall- I look at my Hands and legs being Locked up with dark Brown, black cuffs as I Try to budge I Can’t get them out- Then I look at My surroundings I see all these Deviant creatures That I have never Seen before I ask myself Where am I? What are these things? What can I do to get out of here?- Then I realize That I am in the depths of hell And slowly the demons Are approaching me I see them with their Torch lighted up Shining and illuminating Through the dark horrid area As they come towards me They unlock my cuffs And they give me A glass of fire to drink As I drink the glass of fire I feel different- The fire didn’t burn my throat The fire didn’t kill me Instead I wanted more and more So I drank more and more- The demons are just looking at me With their perky eyes- As I drank the last glass of fire I look at myself And see that my face complexion Has changed My hands became dark fiery color My fingers became long with red bloody nails My arms became hairy My legs became big beast’s feet And my face turned dark maroon/red color And my hair turned into fire Slowly, slowly I’m being engulfed, And being devoured by Satan itself I’m no longer me instead there is Someone inside of me And slowly I am disappearing Away and becoming the Demons leader- And now I know that I can’t Be free because I have been Completely vanished and my Existence became something else |
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priyanka Member
since 2009-06-15
Posts 216india |
This is such a picturesque and vivid description! I can literally imagine the scenes in my head! nice write! |
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maddorani Member
since 2007-11-18
Posts 423houston,tx |
thank you |
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