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spiraling down, down, into the pits of deep hell,
the darkness covers, like a shady veil.
Begin a new life?
whats...anew?
im already a skeleton,
you want me to be a zombie too?
They all left me,
just you came back.
except, now you "own" me,
with out my permission, or a pact.
You dont understand me,
my loss of all my own.
why couldnt there be compassion?
some kind of sympathy shown?
is it my destiny,
to be trapped in the pits of hell?
suffering through each pain and agony,
at the ringing of the "Dead Bell"?
the demons laugh and throw,
what we like to call "Hell snow"
not all pretty and white,
but rather red, dead, and uptight.
The laugh as i call you "master",
the master of this zombie woman,
you take my heart and chain me,
without looking for my kin.
My master chains me to the wall,
a collar for my neck,
im there for him, with every word and beck.
my tormenters of my past,
my devil, skeletons,
scream at me with no mercy, and live a lie again.
My deck of cards is spent,
my life of "black jack" is in the pent...
someone, take this now zombie woman,
and bring her to repent.
- by bloodwraith1 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/04/2009 |
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- Title: A day in my Hell
- Artist: bloodwraith1
- Description: wrote this to feel....alive...i guess. maybe explain to all the haters how i feel. they say i dont have any feelings at all because i dont have any expression. but i DO feel. i just dont show it...sigh....but this poem is true. its just kinda metaphoric
- Date: 09/04/2009
- Tags: hell
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