Poetry

It's a long way down
Where Hell is waiting for me now
Those awful creature's devilish laugh,
And their hands pointed out at me,
Are showing me what I did wrong.

Regrets are like a spike in my heart
It's crushing me, I'm falling apart.
That huge pain is an awful symphony
That seemes to never end.

That booling blood that pumps in my veins,
It's burning up my skin, making me a corpse
And by the time I'll get down there,
I'll dissipate as their hands will touch me
Making pain easier to bear.

But mistakes are keeping me alive,
As they are dancing chaosly, laughing in my face,
Stabbing my wounded soul
With millions of arrows and a huge knife

Forced to embrace the Devil,
I'm disgusted by my own fail
Cause I can't fight to make Him disappear,
I'm spreading my wings, wanting to run
But my body is heavy by the fear.

In Hell I'm damned to burn,
No one can save me now.
Every one should learn
That maybe Hell...
Can sometimes be called home.

Kissing the night,
I give in and I'm offering my life.
Escaping? There's no way out,
I'm a prisoner in my own conscience
As I am laying off.

And now I'm counting hours in my head
Til I'll wake up and this dream will be death.
Bitter images will haunt me forever,
Cause I'll remember that once.....
I was dancing with the Devil