A glimpse from the other side of
the veil.
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What touch is this upon my skin,
That has chilled my weary bones?
I am wakened from my fitful sleep
To the sound of baleful moans.
A startled gasp escapes my lips
When I finally realize.
The sounds that woke my slumber
Were my own tormented cries.
A ghastly chill crept through my veins
As I began to face my plight.
I was resting on a marble slab
Where I had spent an entire night.
I am fighting for my sanity.
Trying hard to understand.
For I've awakened in a Catacomb,
In an unfamiliar land.
I feel my way towards an eerie light.
I am loathe to touch the walls.
The morbid caskets are filled with bones
And pressed into the stalls.
When light per chance surrounds me
And I've air to breath once more.
I shudder uncontrollably
While I'm passing through the door.
The world I see before my eyes
Is not the one I recall.
This one bodes of wickedness
At the Devils beck and call.
The sun has left it's habitat.
No longer to be found.
The moon hangs lower in the sky
Casting shadows along the ground.
Trees are dry and leafless.
They are filled with Spanish moss.
A mist is clinging to the ground
Coating all in filthy dross.
Memories I used to have,
That served me very well.
Have vanished in this nightmare
And left a living Hell.
In this dreary place I wander,
Where God has placed my soul.
The fate of my suicidal death,
I wish I had been told.
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04/02/2004 ~Don aka woodshed
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