How Far Can You Take Me?

A random poem I wrote

How far can you take me?

Past these bars and these cells where the rivers end

Through valleys of silhouetting shadows slithering to and fro 

Against convicting winds where no soul wishes to go

A place for failing sinners driven to battering lows

The desolate land designed for the damned

Where fire and brimstone flow

Let the massive squirming creature weaving below grind me with its skinning rows

Of tethering teeth

As it regurgitates me only to chew me up and crunch on my bones again and again

Let me suffer in the stomach of such beast for eternity 

For I am no more

Demons biting fleshen covered muscles

Gnashing into me to draweth my screams

So let me ask you my wayward friend

How far down are you willing to go with me?

Because once I asked the devil how far?

Now I burn just beneath

So run boy because it's a one stop at this station of searing misery

Straight to the bowels of hell

Reviews

[dan]

Becky, Aaah it's so good to find a writer on WC that does 'dark' well in this place of mostly rainbows and sunshine. This write is very powerful, with each line seemingly an extension of the previous, only deeper. The line, "The desolate land designed for the damned" is stunning in it's ferocity...you have a gift, Becky, and I hope to revisit this gift a lot more. take care...dan

[Darkened_drear]

Thank you:)Dan I value my darker writing because it reflects my soul.Experiences.Channeling rage.I use it as fuel for my writing.