After The Bullet

The drape swallows me
In it's intense embrace of darkness and doom

The bullet is nothing
A small piece of ice in waves of pain

The world dissolves
Replaced by the cloaks darkness
The blackest black you could ever imagine.

Hello Lucifer
Here to guide your newest guest?
Extend your hand,
Welcome me to your kingdom.

Lost souls scream
Bodies burn
My eyes give way to intense heat
My ears throb with sounds of torture
My mind shuts down, overloading with terror

And then,
flames.

The End

2 comments about this poem Feed