Soaked In Red

The damned souls cry out begging for forgiveness

In the lurking shadows lays the keeper

No one leaves but many enter

Head soaked in red, the true bane of life becomes fiction 

Realization sinks in with sickness 

The heads are turning faster and faster as you try to raise the bar

The stakes are moving, the times are stretching

Confused and lost the empty body stays within its core

"May your heart leave the soul and into the destiny" The keeper says

The trapped prisoners moan

"None are right, none many enter the light" The keeper says

"Some will try and some will die, but in the end, you're all condemned" 

"Now give me your head"

Reviews

[KaySea]

wow. i'm speechless. this was a very good poem. keep it up. :*

[Doreen]

It's dark and macabre - just the way I like it. I felt it was well written and snagged me in and kept me reading.

[recklessfunk]

I like this a lot. It's morbid and eerie but definitely well-written. I love the line, "In the lurking shadows lays the keeper." I just pictured a very scraggly looking guy in a black hood hiding in the background...it's all very vivid. Great job!

[Michael Echevarria]

i like this its pretty deep looking foward to reading more of your work... and yes my story is going to continue... spread the word bout it i woul appreciate it