Torment
torment, torture, burn in hell
all of these things locked within this cell
I scream, I cry, the echoes yell
the more I purge..the more that dwell
I thought that only time would tell
still that scent, the sulfur smell
I see this yon...a very long spell
drenched, I drown in this deep well
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment