Death
The insanity is taking over.
We used to dance,
dance to our favorite tunes.
With no care in the world,
and look were that got us.
Into this Hell Hole.
Were shadows come to life.
The fire laughs as it eats you.
The ground cries acid.
And the water turns to poison in your mouth.
He is always there.
Watching you to make sure that you die
a million different, painful, ways.
The cuts and the scrapes,
the bruises and the broken bones
all seem to make Him very happy.
But it does not stop there.
Once the shadows have entered your mind,
they control every movement.
There is no escaping them now.
One by one your friends fall.
They stare in horror as you kill them,
the red spilling across the ground
only to by lapped up by the dogs.
The bodies are sent to Him.
They are added to the pile.
The numbers are growing.
The death tole climbing.
All thanks to you.
now you see what doing nothing does.
It only brings about your end faster.
And in this case, the end of others too.
So what do you think,
should you try to out run the path set out by Fate,
or should you just sit back and wait for it to happen?
What is worst,
action or inaction?
Either way you end up with a beast inside you.
So what difference does it make?
None.
They are dead either way.
No use trying to run anymore.
Just sit back and watch the dead stare at you.
The living painting your face on wanted posters.
Those in Limbo shaking their heads in shame.
And Him,
He is laughing his head off at your failed escapes.
Now if only His head would really fall off.
Then the world would be right again.
But that, my dear, is just wishful thinking.
There are no stars to wish upon in Hell.
Only the red stains on the wall.
Your only company is the crazies.
They are all staring at you.
The glazed look in their eyes.
They point and stare.
They never leave.
They too are stuck here.
Just like me,
and you,
and the souls of the poor people you have killed.
But the good thing is,
I am just as guilty as you are.
And just as crazy as they are.
Isn't this fun?
It's like a big sleepover!
And the snacks have just arrived.
Those poor souls.
To be forever tormented.
The door has shut.
The Gate has crumbled.
And now it is time to eat.
Will you join us for this fine feast?
The main course, of course, are the souls of the dead.
Now doesn't that sound tasty?
No you say?
Well that just won't do.
I'm afraid that we can't let you live.
Well, there are two choses.
No more, no less.
To become a Crazy is one.
Or to be eaten is another.
It is up to you.
To be insane or to be forever stuck in darkness.
What will it be, angel?
Hey what up? I am very very very proud of how this one turned out. I personally think that it is one of my best. And now it is your job to tell me what you think! So please hit the pretty blue button down there and review! Oh and tell me who you think the "crazies" are!
Sincerely the ever INSAne,
Synk