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There is no way out…
No matter how loud
he shouts…
His hands are
bound by fate…
In a spider’s web
of fear and
hate…
Darkness surrounds…
Buried so deep
underground…
No light enters
at all…
Nobody around
to hear his desperate
call…
Dragged deep beneath…
Chained up underneath…
Where nobody
dares to go…
The place we pretend
not to know…
In case “THEY” hear…
The ones that
we all fear…
He’s inside the Black pit…
He cannot move,
he cannot sit…
Only watch, as the Devil
puts on his show…
He’s paralysed,
has no feelings…
Alone with visions, constantly
revealing…
Whilst his limbs will
just not move…
What more are “THEY”
trying to prove…
How much more
can he take…
As he fights to
stay awake…
Perhaps he should
just give in…
Confess to all
his sin…
Let the Devil win…
And take his
prize…
Remove the final
disguise…
And finally be freed
from this life…
The hurt and all the strife…
Because there is no way out…
No point in screaming,
no one hears his shouts…
He can’t fight his fate…
There is nothing left but hate…
It’s much too fucking late…
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After a few lines I already thought: “Brrrr, creepy!” But I just couldn’t stop reading, your words captured me… Great work! =)