From Within

Another one of these that just started coming out.

From Within

 

A poem by Walker Andreasen

 

Beyond the enormous gates of hell,

the boiling masses begin to swell.

Writher, writhe, slither free,

from the eternal depths of me.

 

Black and cold, the ice of sin,

comes from deep, deep within.

Torment, torture, please not again,

I want to be free, I want to win.

 

Every time the demons come,

I try my hardest to not succumb.

Their teasing and pleading,

with their forked tongues.

 

They beg and plead for me to see,

all the 'joys' of their 'fun'.

I've given in to many times before,

I've see their fun, but no more.

 

I shall not succumb, this time I'll win,

and lock all my demons, deep within.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Good flow of words and I like the battle in the poem. Most of us struggle to stay on the right track. I like the description of temptation and the desire to do the rights things. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Michael G. Smith]

How right you are "their joys and Fun". Christ said "man is a natural enemy of God". I need him to keep my demons at bay. Great poem.

[Walker Andreasen]

Right, along with "man cannot serve two masters" that's where I was going with this poem. Thank you for your review!

[Michael G. Smith]

So true you love the one and hate the other.

[Bats In The Belfry]

I enjoyed reading this piece. Damn demons are hard to get away from. Well written!

[Bye Guys]

Wow very powerful poem and love the way it flows. nice work!!

[Walker Andreasen]

Thank you!