The Flames Of Hell

Midnight Writer's picture

It more of a song than a poem :)

My misery takes hold of me
And swings me to my death
My body sighs, it comes alive
And steals my last breath

All my pain and all my hurt
Gets flung around so aimlessly
I'm not a dog, so please just stop
My death won't come that painlessly

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Back into the flames of hell
Where death itself awaits me
My body's charred, I'm gettting alarmed
Baby can't you see? Yeah!

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My blood is black
My bones have cracks
My arms have scars
From metal bars

And just because
I feel no love
It doesn't mean
I cannot scream

And I'll lie on the floor
Covered in gore
Death will be staring
It's teeth slowly baring

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Back into the flames of hell
Where death itself awaits me
My body's charred, I'm getting alarmed
Baby, can't you see? Yeah!

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What can I do? x4

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Scoby Jones's picture
by Scoby Jones·Jul 29, 2010

nice job on the poem