The Land of Hell

No light shines in the land called Hell;

No one survives or lives to tell;

But somehow we know, it's a terrible place,

No way to flee, no way to escape;

Evil, lurks here, without a doubt,

Torture screams, shrieks, and shouts;

The Devil, such an evil race,

No wonder such an evil thing, lives in this place;
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Not one of my best, but it's been in my list of posts as a draft too long.

Flight of the Demons

Wings spread, soon you'll be dead;

The Demons are coming;

No where to hide, no where to go,

They fly through the night,

Up high and down low,

Ready to kill, feed on human flesh

Blood drips from their mouths,

Luscious and fresh

***

Leathery wings, blood sucking mouths,

Foot long fangs, razor sharp talons

A sight that is burnt into you mind

Ugliness, terror, Death...

These things of evil are terrible beasts of Satan,

Followers, slaves, servants, worshipers;

Essentially, Death.

The one named Mathigra (math-i-gruh) is the worst,

True evil takes over him and lurks inside him;

Ripping bloody flesh savagely is his nature

Nothing will stop this beast, he will destroy

Every thing in his path, stopping for nothing but

His master. Terror runs through the town as the

Demon tears through, killing, mudering, feeding...

Shadows of the Underworld

I walk down the street on a sunny day,

happiness in the air. Suddenly shadows

in the form of little creatures appear on

the ground, flat. They emerge from the

ground, and grasp by arms and legs

with their brutal claws, ripping at my

flesh trying to bring me down, but I fight.

A large, flat, black spot reveals itself slowly

under me, the shadows pulling me into the

black hole. My foot falls through the ground

with a jolt, as if there wasn't ground there,

then my other foot. Then my torso with a

third jolt, soon both my arms are submerged

under the black substance with a fourth jolt.

Finally, with a fifth and final jolt, my head is

forced into the dark, black underworld. Death,

is very close now.

The Dark Closet

Dark, dark things dwell in the back of our minds,

some of the most sick and feared things in our lives:

darkness, secrets, horrifying memories that you try

to hold back but accompany you where ever you go.

***

This closet releases terrible things into your mind

that were never meant to be in this world; things

the mind can barely handle; the things that poison

and destroy your mind; dark things that savagely

suck out all the happiness and soul out of you until

you become nothing but a grim, useless pile of

waste, unable to think for yourself; unable to talk

with your own voice; unable to live with your self,

unable to live without horrifying things taking

control of you.

***

And by the time this closet is silenced, is when your

body lay deep beneath the Earth's surface decaying

and rotten, being eaten by maggots; when you are

long dead and the dark things are moved to another

human's mind, ready to destroy another's soul.

Darkness

Darkness surrounds me,

Thought I was in bed;

What, what happened what's going on in my head??

Something is stirring, my vision is blurring;

***

My mind is going into another weird place,

What is this, where am I??

I think I just died;

People are crying, running away,

I'm not going to run, I am here to stay;

The evil master of this world,

Coming closer, I stand my ground,

Ready to fight, soon, Satan, comes into sight

***

Words of Black Magic, come from his mouth

Torturing me, killing me,

I cannot flee;

Soon, likely, I am dead,

Only a spirit, on Earth in my stead.