Sin

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I'm running down a dark hall once more

Everything is in stark black and white

The curtains dance in the open windows

They move around like ghosts

I hear nothing only evil silence

My last memories are of wicked

screaming,

I must move forward

The door at the end of the hall swings

open,

A shadow is darkening the entrance

I feel malice hit me heavily

Unholy growls taint the air

The shadow streams forth

Before me stands a cloaked figure

It's smells of wet earth and shit

I look into It's coal black eyes and

visualize sadness,

It's clawed hand reaches for my face

I open my mouth and nothing falls from

my lips,

The figure forces me to look upon it

Memories flash through my mind

There I stand before your grave unfeeling

You wrap dead flesh around me

Blood tears flow unending

Fuck those tears

You reach for me

I back away hating

You ripped me into pieces unforgiving

Forgiveness will never be gifted

You shall rot in the hell you created

I will live on carrying sins forever more

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