My Chariot of Death.

The chariot of death is awaiting my arrival. Tis a small poem created by yours truly.

Here comes thy chariot of death, its color as black as the night.

The lurking horror of pain resides within its blood red windows.

Thy beloved chariot is shrouded within darkness, the haze of death.

Grasping the reigns is thy reaper, waiting for my bell to toll.

His beloved lord of death takes hold of his scythe.

As soon as my bell tolls, he awaits to take my soul into my chariot.

I have passed, my body slowly rots as my soul is taken from my cold and lifeless body.

Death has come, I condemn you.

-Done by Darksouls or Darkheart.

Author's Note

What did you all think?

Reviews

[Bell-lala]

I like it. It's got a good rythem about it :) It's got kind of dark feel to it but I love That :) I myself love writing morbid work. And since I know you very well haha I know how much you like that kinda thing. Keep at it ^_^ Im so glad you came to writers cafe :) your work can only improve from here