Poems of an Angry Soul

Eternal Torture

when the monster comes

when that bloodthirsty demon

seeps from knife to blood

i stand paralyzed

as the fire scars my soul

and the ice takes away my heart

my eyes open

to see a violent shadow

clasp my claustrophobic fingers

around my skull

i scream a scream

that would have curdled my blood

had i had any left

i don't

I'm empty

when the monster comes

i return to Tartarus

into the monsters lair

i am prometheus

chained for eternal torture

because i tried to live

then this monster

puts me on a mountain

and watches when i fall

laughing he goes on

consuming others

sending them to the pit

where i lay cramped in a cage

whimpering waiting for a hero

who never came

i am not alone

their voices echo mine

"why me?"

"why this monster?"

"why do we collide with this vacuum

sucked down into this hole?"

buried alive

i am wanted above

but i cant shake the monster

it shakes me

its worse

how can you torture

whats already dead?