Two Dark Poems

thinking about hell...

Two Dark Poems

 

The straw dogs of hell are coming

Eyes dead and burning, I hope you are running

 

The straw dogs of hell are at the gate

mouths frothing, I pray old friend for your soul.

 

The straw dogs of hell are upon the hill

Evil fangs dripping, I'm sorry my friend, its much too late.

 

 

 

The hounds of hell are gnawing at my door,

While death dances in abandon... my soul

Long lost from the sweet chalice of innocence

Remembers promises broken... once my salvation.

 

My blood runs freely over the cold stones,

As the evil fangs taste my fallen grace.

My life quietly fades... I wish I'd done different.

Now it's too late... pitch black is my fall into hell.

 

Author's Note

Some times I feel evil forces are a foot.

Reviews

[just is]

Oh! Wow! Awesome writes here, I like this amazing, dark writes are my faves, for some reason they have inner strength and raw emotion.