by Lilith Chaotica Apr 22, 2008
category :
Dark, fantasy /
unexplained
The clouds are grey as the ashes of the dead. The sky is dark as a moonless summer night. My soul is filled with sorrow and gloom as darkness fills my room. This makes my soul swell with dread. As my heart races faster ,I feel and great disaster. Oh no, here comes my master who rules over the dead. This feels my heart with dread. It is now to late and I cannot escape. |
Wow this reminds me of a few things i have wrighten but i have not put them up.. mine are a bit to graphic for here lol ya ya i love this poem ^_- |