Beware

Let me give you a glance,
Turn back now it's your only chance.
To get free of this poet's spell,
Continue and things will just go to hell.
As the image becomes more clear,
Your sense of bravery now becomes fear.
My words seem to bind you,
As the demons slowly come to find you.
You try to run or even scream,
No one can hear you as if it's a dream.
You wish to wake and wipe your face,
Don't you realize there is no escape from this place.
I can tell your despair has greatly grown,
Now my seed is sweetly sown.
I leave you here at death's cold gate,
I go now to bring more to share your fate.

Tru