"Purgatory" (First draft)

Inspired from and old school death metal song...

Darkness obscures my sight,

but the atmosphere was there

For the cold embrace of leg irons and shackles,

rendered me to prepare,

 

I felt the wind now shifting,

as they lowered me to the abyss,

And in that choking air of death,

my thoughts fell to amiss

 

The augmenting wails were deafening,

and so too was our doom,

So we cried out till our lungs bleed out,

as our dreadful fate now looms.

Author's Note

This is just the first draft. I haven't been writing poems in a while, just wondering if this is a good start..

Reviews

[KeeD]

So we cried out till our lungs bleed out
that line in itself screams purgatory.
Amazing piece.. This is more than good dark princess, this is amazing. I mean it.. i'm not sugar coating anything.. this gives you that spine crawling feeling that should place the seed of fear in death and it's vast unknown. Purgatory, destination one, sign me up.

[Fréyjä Helvití]

I would expect a few people of similar interest appreciate this piece. Thank you so much, really.. That motivates me to add some more lines and improve this a bit.. :)