Torturous Death
The worst hell
Has not yet come
It’s just a matter
Of burning time
I have felt
The incredible pain
That has befallen me
In this difficult hour
I’m being torn
Ripped apart
I’m destroyed
And utterly dismayed
I live in terror
An extreme horror
In burning embers
Flames all around
I burn in the fire
Hurting every pore
Of my terrified life
So miserable and deadly
So much the feeling
Of tearing death
Killing every part
Of my pathetic soul
I will forever reside
In this fiery hell
A place where I will finally
Rot and die
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2011
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