Darkness,
The cloak under which
A defeated soul wishes to be.
Sorrow,
The well
In which that the soul finds itself.
Looking up... standing against the
Cold stone wall.
The water is shallow,
The well was abandoned
Long ago.
Fear,
The pit of trapped souls
Like quick sand
Sucking in everything scared.
Around the edge
Stands the souls torturer
Sending it away from
Its santuary.
From under th cloak it is brought fourth
Into the well it is dropped
Into the pit it was pushed.
This soul... with
Darness, sorrow and fear
Thrust into it.
Leaving this soul
Suffocated, drowned
And abandoned. |
Submission Name: Darkness, Sorrow, and Fear
