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Chains Of Torment

Leashed on her tightly
Are chains that bound,
And chains that eradicate
The torment of her sounds.

Unable to move,
Unable to think,
Malice hides deep inside her
With increasing links.

The chains speak to her as demons,
Growing bent in the light
Pilifering hope that
Any faith of hers are in sight

The shadows leech through her
A vortex of haunting dreams
Inside the incarceration
The prisoner silently screams

Tries to avoid the shadows, amid the fear
Tries not to cry as the agony unleashes a single tear

It painfully falls to the ground
But her voice
Cannot let out a single sound

For the chains wrapped around her neck
Soon plunge into her throat
Her cries are unable to escape
The coffin in the depths of her soul
The demons lay their hands upon her
And the bleeding now takes control

She's all alone
As more chains pierce through her skin
She is taunted from the terror within

Arrival of more darkness
The impending of the end
The decision to die
A gift to death
Her life she now sends

The demons then release the chains
But the scar on her face still remains

Slowly she disappears
Unnoticed
As if she were never there

As if the chains had never marked her body
As if they had never crawled into her skin
Forfeiting her life
To receive the win

But in the end
They both got their wish
For the demons got her soul to cease
And from the chains she was released...

Never to be tied up again.....

Author notes

Chose this picture...I can see the red drawings as blood instead of drawings. Invision her in pain, hear her screams, and see the chains :-)

http://www.windoweb.it/desktop_foto/foto_dark/foto_dark_394.jpg

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  • nichtmich silver member
    October 4, 2007

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    This is a horrifying story of suffering and has strong energy. Is pilifering supposed to be pilfering? A little polishing and this will be the kick ass poem it's meant to be. Best wishes!


  • Dmonik
    September 28, 2007
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    Nicely written. I enjoyed this piece. Good luck in the conest


  • Tattboyspet
    September 28, 2007

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    "For the demons got her soul to cesde" - cesde????

    please correct that and thank you for the entry, despite its length I did enjoy it


    • poetic mairin
      September 28, 2007
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      cease >

      For the demons for her soul to cease >< I guess I didn't notice it when I first started typing it out, or when I re-read it because I was knowing what it was supposed to say...Sorry about that, changed it back though...


  • Tattboyspet
    September 28, 2007
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    "But her voice
    Cannot yet a single sound" - this confused me a bit
    "The demons lays his hands upon her"
    ...
    please go over this write again and send me the link once it's corrected


  • January 7, 2007
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    Wonderful, great...

    I loved it, and I remember this. You showed me this a while ago, didn't you?


  • alovedisorder
    February 14, 2005
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    Wow, very deep. You can feel her pain.

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