You

Where your footsteps tread

poison spews from your mouth

 

your soul is black and dead

evil thoughts swirling in your head

 

those who you touch are dragged into hell

their voices muted so they can not yell

 

their insides rot as their bodies drop

becoming useless and frail

 

emptiness flows from your heart like a river

drowning all life , minds locked up in a jail

 

Your eyes are empty, no life exists

death becomes the only bliss.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Sounds like something other than a letter of reference. Whomever is being addressed must have screwed up in a major way.

[Marlice Morgan]

Yes they did screw up in a major way but luckily that was many moons ago now. Feels like a lifetime ago