The damned don't bleed colour

Relics from hell line the halls
Shallow graves, gallows fall
Brimstone & fire burns away
Stripping flesh, bringing decay
Statues of salt made with slate,
and the tears of the damned
Demons with dissolute deeds
screaming souls suffice their needs
Souls fall into the mouth of hell
Poked , prodded, burned &scalded
Each chamber brings agonizing pain to all
We all are not worthy
Everyone must fall

Author's Note

ignore grammar and the fact that i used & for and it is on purpose :3

Reviews

[Jess Holden]

D: dark devina!!! I love it!!! I love your rhyming skills

[roy mccarthy]

wow,
dark and deathly!
long live the unicorn kings!

[Coyote Poetry]

Great photos and strong words. Thank you for the outstanding visions create by powerful words. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Lily Mae]

Ah the journey to hell.. a place easy to get to ...hard to leave lol.. ;) an excellent write..xx