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Rated: E · Poetry · Horror/Scary · #2339532

Brief piece written about afterlife'ish subjects. Rather dark.

Spawned inside inferno's,

out come souls from their swelling depths

where they'll go or what they'll do

there's no telling yet

their secrets known for ages, by mages lighting pyres

to honor the matron of hatred who feeds on their desires

We live in moments where all of time is happening currently

between our lives where many are happily flourishing

but the balance holds a price to pay for their nourishment

and all ways of life aren't open for the masses

she climbed to the top of a high peak to ask him why

Gripped by a look of death projecting hate at the dark prince

his understanding eyes dissected her reasons with one glimpse

Seeing rise of rebellion, she bit down as cast from hell

Dark mists lift to reveal where their unlikely foe now dwells

The size of the fanged creature dwarfed them as it hissed

Surprised by strange features as it rose within a mist

a quiet chanting helped them calmly drift into nothingness.

She'll resent him only on her breath, to saveher life

but the evil blood within him made her end it that night.

"Here's my knife, take this scythe, think twice and forget it"

Felt arms swinging, with all her might and his weapon's

Then came a flood of answers, to any question ever asked

As blood lands on the tip of her tongue, she forced a laugh

the scene's consumed by a void where light vanishes quite swiftly

Energy's entombed in the world, giving its gifts quickly

Then earth shifts, and begins molding to fit her every fantasy,

Tectonic plates folding within lift up heavenly canopies

Untold numbers of lost souls wait to devour by their leige

when he's near she feels them, standing clear of her disease

It was fear in a dream that's screaming pure energy

holding the world with seams of sure symmetry

An impure entity, evil genes offset the balance

as somewhere in heaven, blood spilled from the chalice.

She hungered for respect, malice and fear

feasted on his neck, with teeth like bone sheers

The blood drips with the taste of hatred

Licked off fangs and lips, savoring evil

Breathe in; the oxygen, intoxicating decay

Unleash hells occupants, skies rain the end of days

Hellfire and decay scar plains of the Earth for eternity

Burning men filleted in flames in hurt and uncertainty
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