29/07/2014 5 Comments
Here we are again, another quickly written and published piece. I don’t know where the inspiration came from, and I’m not sure how much it actually works, but I hope you like it.
Turn about and turn again,
The stair a-winding ever deeper
Where nought will see the night anon,
So cast about in pain.
To depths unknowing ever on,
And lights remembrance now forgotten
The feeling of the sunlights warmth,
Drawn onward by such desperate cries,
From tortured souls of sinners wicked
Who led the way down darkened stair,
And saw redemptions lies.
Down crooked stair through blackened pitch,
Unable to arrest this journey
Into the bowels of this earthly realm,
The deepest darkest ditch.
As end approaches fires rise,
The heat from souls unending burning
Tossed and thrown by Satan’s spawning,
Where you must now abide.
Your final steps through twisted portal,
Well met by visions of your harbour
Where now forever thou time will be,
The ending of this mortal.