The Scripture 10:325

its like a metamorphosis , bones contort n twist, 

on the floor snortin s**t swallowed up by the mist,

 down a hole of darkness where ur identity is striped, 

cold to the touch but hot enough to incinerate the skin,

 in the land of the unholy you grow your wings, 

bones molten red, u hold the mark of the beast,

 memories fade and relationships cease, 

ur hearts corroded ur soul is released,

 back into the world a new beast is unleashed, 

stronger every day the transformations complete,

 he poisons the masses his power has reach,

 war is pointless, the outcomes defeat, 

hope is lost an so are the weak, 

the strong dont survive, only retreat,

 the kingdom succumbs, the outsiders weep, 

the darkness has come, birthed from the street.............

Author's Note

wrote this while i was getting off perks, its all about withdraw n relapse, it just came out in a subliminally demonic way

Reviews

[Emily]

Great poem!
Well done!
Keep writing!

[dan]

I like the way your mind works and splays itself across the page. There is a certain tension that slithers throughout the write, gripping the reader tighter, maybe a little tighter than the reader had anticipated. At the end of the write the reader may feel a type of joy to now be released...but then once again longs again for the clutching hold, that grip. Your writing is art, and art has that ability...that grip. take care...dan

[Bear]

I like how the language you used reflects the mindset of the situation. The balance between surviving and surrendering is a very thin line (pun unintended) while your veins are trying to do your thinking. The sweat flow of blood turning you into an immortal begins to sour and changes into a acid burning you from the inside out and your mouth fills with ash. Morals are forgotten and value are twisted into want/desire and pain is a constant companion nagging at you to surrender yourself. More poems of this nature should be posted, there are so many lessons to be learned and better this way than the hard way (pun intended this time) Bravo!

[wordman]

it is certainly interesting ,a creative write !

[Nightfeather]

This poem is unique it its own demonic way ;) Like the way this reflects on us humans. The lay-out is really awesome and especially the title.

Good job :D

[Jen]

Ahh yes, the doorway opens to the underworld as the beast is released. Excellent portrait of withdraw, giving way to relapse. Good job!

[Brinleigh Bailey]

Really liked the comparison between relapse and the demonic twist you put on the poem. Very well done.

[silent poet]

first, LOVE the title, .. this is beautiful. I feel it was more so human nature. changes, circumstances and a world of chaos to again get back up.. demonic.. nah, just YOUR way..


the strong dont survive, only retreat, BEAUTIFUL

[Nilyar]

Nice, loving it can,t wait to view the rest.

[BLitZeD]

thanks alot