Writing in Hell

First it starts with fear

A crumbling since of being unaware

Depicting thoughts of the worst

What is in here?

What is in here?

The room will fall silent

A cold breeze

A laughter so taunting and violent

The rosary burns

The crosses all turn

Something evil is in this house

Terrifying messages shout out

The symbols of an albino mouse

Cover the doors

There is no way out

There is no way out

Blood drowns the walls

I fall

And

I fall

And

I fall

No more story to tell

For I now write in hell

Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

I like this. It reminds me of things past. And it always does start with fear.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

An almost stabbing prose that leads the reader into adepts that normally are left untouched, an almost mystical sens of wording and perfect flow, well done, good read.