the Dying of A Soul

Oh the symphonic inferno that bursts forth from the pretentious and ravenous. A metallic, unearthly sound that echoes in my dreams. 
I cry to the heavens to release me from my bonds and return things as they seem.

Oh how heavy, weary laden, the burden on their souls. They go on knowing that to their dismay they will dye in vain, if only to pay no tole.
And a sickening wail will burst from their silent screams, the dieing remnants of their souls.

Reviews

[Rowan Storm]

Sounds dark. I've been writing some dark sonnets lately. I did one on a hangover, one on an inner demon, and another on a demonic summoning.

[realmwriter]

I write a lot of dark poetry. It's my way of working through a painful past. Thank you for the review...!

[CHRIS ANDES]

yes, the inferno of life
...hm,you're an expressionist the way you detailed the scene
=]

[realmwriter]

Thank you so much!

[light and ashes]

Fantastic imagery here! Love the wording also. I don't know why but I love the last line the most.

[realmwriter]

The last line is my favorite too, Thank You.

[light and ashes]

Your welcome :)

[Octob3r Star]

A way with words you have. Carry it all the way to the last line. Thanks for the write. Cheers :)

[WhiteWillow]

This piece is open to a lot of interpretation. Can be read over and over again, and new meaning and insight gained each time. Powerful and thought-provoking.

[joshua deathdealer]

Nice wording and I enjoyed the twisted visuals.

[Enigma]

Emotionally charged and vivid. Well penned.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Love it......especially knowing where it came from. XX

[realmwriter]

Thank you very much Neva...!