Bottomless Pit

As I fall in the pit

of hell

razor blades rip my soul

apart

 

There is no rest

for I bleed,

 

Memories of mistakes

haunt me forever

 

The depression i had

in life follows me in death

 

Agonzing but just pain

as I am being pricked by the pins

 

Falling without end

into the darkness

 

Down the rabbit hole

of madness

 

No love here;

hate pure

 

We do not walk

but glind

 

Cascading into

chaos

 

Rot forever;

we never die

 

We are always

dead

 

But continue to

live in death 

 

Continue to die;

No rest for our souls

 

 

 

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Starward's picture

Very Dantesque.  The word

Very Dantesque.  The word "glind in there. 20th line---is that a typo?  The whole poem bears a good witness to a very real destiny that no one has to choose if they would just believe.


Starward

EventHorizon's picture

Yes I corrected the typo.

Yes I corrected the typo. Many people think it's all doom and gloom and a myth. But once you know the truth, you cannot go back to living without repentanc.