Hell-Hound Allows No Souls Out

Hell-Hound Allows No Souls Out Deep in the darkest pit, where anguished screams resound Evil thoughts feed the it, fanged , demonlike hell-hound No mercy for those so lost, only torture to pay the cost Gnawing on its victims with relish, the monster growls so hellish Desperate pleas never heard, too late for any praying word Looking in deeply is insane, here, mercy calls always in vain Dark shadows skirt about, hellhound allows no souls out Fear forces me to not see, that fate once was awaiting me Distant pits rumble much the same Death final victor in this hellish game Robert J. Lindley, 2-14-2015 note -- Edited and shortened poem from a very much longer write many decades ago.