Island of Poveglia
The freezing wind blew through the area
This was the Island of Poveglia
Plagued with the dead who were still living
And now he resided here
His broken heart
And corrupted mine
Blood smeared upon his body
As tears stained his face
Strength had been stripped from him
Along with the emotions
He had lost his sanity
He had lost nearly everything
No one loved him now
Not even himself
But there were some
The patients who were cursed with the plague
They surrounded him
They spoke to him
They rebuilt him
They truly loved him
No one shared their sorrow
Only he seemed to understand
The pain of losing someone
Or even losing yourself
The Island of Poveglia
Home to the spirits who can't rest
Home to the one who has lost it all
Home to the sick
Upon entering this land
You will be greeted with hate
Hate, agony, and sorrow
And you will finally meet the devil
Don't bring the mask
Don't bring the roses
Don't bring your wonder
Stay far away from the island
Many have entered
Few have returned
The lucky ones are in the ICU
The unfortunate have their bodies hung from stakes in the courtyard
Ashes and bone
Tears and blood
Weeping and angry
Spitz Blue has seen it all now
Don't go to this little island
Don't ask about its rumors
Just know one thing:
Not too many return from their trip to the Island of Poveglia