Spirits
The spirits came to me again
Saying I should trust no man
The wind is howling and the pouring rain
Is singing the notes of my never ending pain
My mind is spinning like a huricanne
And the thoughts are pulling me away
The pagans are chanting for my end
His merciful hand is going to decend
And save my soul form the claws of hell
From the Heavens everybody is hearing the bells
Silence is followed by the holly sound
A horrific scream coming from the ground
And then the fangs from the bellow
Begin to swallow me whole
YOU ARE READING
Ramblings of a lunatic
PoetryHere is a collection of my chaotic thoughts that usually come off my mind, they're a mess, but you'll never know what will be on the next page.
