Deep blackness swarms,
Choking,
Squeezing all life.
Hope slowly drips,
Like honey into the flames.
With each drop,
This flame rages.
Scorching already withered souls;
Burning the remnants of care.
A false hope soars above all others.
The hope of escape,
The lie of freedom.
Many fall to this wretched pit;
And destroy their feeble selves,
For a lie.
With each soul that cries its last,
Pain is multiplied thousands more.
Thrown viciously on the those who fought,
And pummeled into those who lost.
False hope,
Destructive lies,
All because of wretched misery,
And torn souls....
Author notes
Ya idk, sorry if it sucks.... I just can't think of what to write.... And well I threw this together in maybe 10 minutes, so sorry.....
...... ya idk.......
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A false hope soars above all others.
The hope of escape,
The lie of freedom.
Many fall to this wretched pit;
And destroy their feeble selves,
For a lie
these lines bring to mind the desperate hopelessness, of prisoners of war. or just terrorist situations as well. this is a pretty good piece for something just thrown together. -
With each soul that cries its last,
Pain is multiplied thousands more.
Thrown viciously on the those who fought,
And pummeled into those who lost.
loved this part.
amazng write. -
Yuo do have a way with word,s the title led me to another thing, but the poem was a very strong one. nicely as always
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