As I lay there In the shadows
I see the creatures circle me
I know they're here for my soul
But I refuse to hand it over
...
They say that when you die
Your life passes across the sky
Yet i've noticed something
They never mention the one thing
...
They tell you to ignore these voices,
Yet they also tell us to listen,
To that one voice within,
They call your conscience,
...
I'm a novice poet who just feels like putting some poems out. I don't write to often so there won't be too many poems. If you like the poems just tell me and I'll try to speed up my writing speed.)
Night
As I lay there In the shadows
I see the creatures circle me
I know they're here for my soul
But I refuse to hand it over
I've done some awful things in my life
I can't afford to pass on
So I try to fight them off with my knife
The blade passes right through them
As they reach out for me
The World goes dark
And I hear sounds of the tortured souls
Begging for mercy from those who bark
My soul leaves my body
In those last moments
I ask for help and my shell falls to the ground
The battle for my soul ends in my defeat.