Spinning and spinning
A black hole of oblivion
going down and down;
round and round
slipping away;
farther from reality with every inch I take
Nothing can keep it at bay
I’m losing my mind. I can’t even fake
What will become of me
In this dismal swamp of darkness
I want to flee
back to reality and wholeness
Vines emerge from the dark
and grasps me with skinny green hands
tight, their grip is
like an unwanted kiss from deaths cold lips
In my throat the sick does rise
I push it down with all my might
I will not let it seem my despise
It’s a hell of a fight
In this abyss, I forever am;
never to emerge.
I see the souls of those before me; is it a scam
They move together, at an agonizing pace, and as one they merge
Merge they did and took a new shape;
A beautiful vixen
Eyes of silver, hair of onyx and skin of porcelain; all I can do is gape.
Is what I do a deadly sin
She reaches towards me
with her ghostly hands
As deadly and graceful as a zmey
that slithers across Earth’s great lands
She grasps my arm
with fingers of ice
A freezing burn; but that’s part of her charm
her grip is suffice
She pulls me near
and slips her arms around my neck
Should I be in fear?
On my lips she places a peck
Below the floor does split
We fall and fall and fall
right into a giant pit
to our left there is a hall
at the speed of light we move
in a room at the end of the hall is a bed
soft and fluffy as a cloud
we lay down in each other’s embrace
where we are destined to spend eternity
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