Have you come here to escape from your everyday troubles?
I’m sorry to say you will soon be entrapped within unescapable rubbles.
The world you so drastically wish to elude,
has fallen to ruins with numerous dead strewed.
What happen should be the least of your worries.
For what will come next is an unleash of Hells furies.
Hells gates have been opened and demons emerge.
They have come to claim what has become rightful theirs.
Once a world so fruitful, loving and free,
Has now been devoured by gluttony, greed and meaningless envy.
Once the demons consume the souls of the dead, they will search out the living and come for your head.
You only two choices, to fight or to run.
Your outcome both dreadful, but you may as well have fun.
Prepare for this battle the traditional way.
Blessed crucifix, holy water, and lines of chants to pray.
From the hunted to hunter, go seek out and destroy.
Returning these demons to hell, sealing all gates that they had deploy.
Keep a journal recording all of your successes and conflicts.
So when we pry it from your cold body, we’ll learn all of your tricks.
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In Shadows They Hide - Poetry Devoted to Darkness and Fear
HorrorA collection of dark poems relating to Darkness, Fear and the Unexplained in attempts to thrill you! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed conjuring!
