Hell

by Paul London   Aug 23, 2008


Bleak and still, this placed called hell
An eternity of blackness, this place I know well
Subdued by pain and loss of life
My fears are growing, with haste and strife

Evil creeps nearer, unleashed by him
Time is precious; I gave in on a whim
The smell, the sounds, there is no light
I fell so easily, without putting up a fight

Chained and bound, my soul runs aloof
He asked for my penance, I gave him no proof
The air so still, it weighs down hard and heavy
My blood flowing freely, like a broken levee

Broken and beaten, I take my last breath
I succumb to him, begrudging my new birth
He smiles upon me his odor so rank and foul
I scream in pain, I let loose a howl

You belong to me for eternity now
I look up to the evil lord and I give him a bow
I know now, my life is forfeit
He owns my soul, I am dead, Oh Shit!

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  • 15 years ago

    by Daisy if you do

    I absolutely adored your word usage. You have really got a talent for the darker or sad poems. As I have said before I think it's because you really unleash your emotions. I think the nice little tie in at the end gave it a more personal touch and was a little humorous. I am sure that is what most of us would say.

    Take Care,
    Kay

  • 15 years ago

    by Goth marionette

    The subject and ur description were so deep and fantastic...In fact,I'm interested in such dark stuff and Hell...

    You belong to me for eternity now
    I look up to the evil lord and I give him a bow
    I know now, my life is forfeit
    He owns my soul, I am dead, Oh Shit!

    This stanza is so expressive...
    Great write..Loved it
    Keep up the good work:)

  • 15 years ago

    by xxXCrazyXNeonXGurlXxx

    Really good

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