Sunday, April 5, 2009

Abyss

The dark one's hand struck out,
to take another mortal from this plain.
Leaving everything behind;
to wander down the dark passages,
into the fiery hell of forever night.

'Set loose mine chains, evil ones!'
The sound is screaming;
torturous.
Others who had been trapped,
who are afflicted by disease and sores.

A fiery hell indeed,
burning and twisting;
pulsing and moving;
untraceable by pen,
matter not where sight lands.

Creatures crawling.
Limping and stalking,
feeding from the sorrow of lost conciousness,
and eternal pain and damnation.

Hope is lost,
immediately sucked from you by loneliness of the place.
It is not missed...
it had never been felt.

Never will the light of day shine again.

1 comment:

  1. Have you ever read a poem called "Rime of the Ancient Mariner"? Because I think you would rather enjoy it

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