by Samuel J. Schramm

Created on: May 08, 2008   Last Updated: January 09, 2009

Long, lingering laughter do I hear,
Mockingly making its mark in my ear.
Slowly, silently, yet swiftly to my feet,
I rise, running rapidly, into the street.

Queasy, quivering- my skin turns cold.
Sick and satanic sights I behold,
Fear, flying from all around me,
Hate, hurting, all Hell is set free.

Screaming, squealing, I dread this sound,
Ugly, under-worlders, come up from the ground.
Creeping close to claim my soul,
Dragging me, dropping me into a hole.

Free-falling and flailing into the darkness,
Trapped, terrified- there's no escaping this.
Hitting, heavily, the bottom of the pit,
Cringing, crying- coughing blood and spit.

Scared, strength is departed- I can not shout,
Air, all air, is rapidly running out.
Suddenly something snarls from deep within the shadows,
Whipping, weakening, and wounding me with its blows.

I can not scream, I cannot shout, I cannot stop this pain,
Devils, demons, they are driving me insane.
I hear a heavy heaving, heading towards me,
Stop it! I screamed, why cant you let me be?

A figure flys at me from deep within the shadows,
Pulling me into its face, with red eyes a glow.
He threw me off a cliff, where into a lake of fire, I fell,
And then laughing with delight, he said,"Welcome to Hell."

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