Angel of death,hovering above me.
I close my eyes,
not believing what I see.
Filled with hate,
drowned by sorrow.
Unable to continue,
forever forlorn.
Ressurrected in hell,
chaos all around.
Tormented souls,
mine also without solace.
Bound by chains,
no hope of escape.
Unrelenting torture,
never-ending nightmare.
The End.

1 comment:
nice poem!!!
Death is not an end,it is just a semi-colon.
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