Gothic Restaurant

Watch before you enter as the crows
fly high into the hell of flames.
You are blindfolded before your mind
And only your senses feel the presence
Of the stone gargoyles sneering at you
As you enter this forbidden Gothic Restaurant.

Enter a world of black nothingness combined with loveliness
Darkness consumes us as we enter this unique cold place
Outside we feel the rain pouring down endlessly
You beg for forgiveness, looking pitiful dressed in black
The only clothes I could have you wear for this occasion of death.
Oh beautiful one...this is what you deserve...I will not mourn...
If only you had not betrayed me.

Inside your eyes are unveiled to all who seek...

***NOTE***
this is NOT the end of the poem, the text was too long so i had to seperate it into 2 poems, please don't stop reading here, finish reading the poem with the other called "Gothic Dinner". Then comment, thanks alot!:) (It doesnt matter which poem you put your comments on).