Depths Of Despair - Poem by Kimberly Crumpler
I find myself falling,
spiraling down and down.
I hear whispering winds,
echoed cries, all around.
’ As I'm falling downward,
I try to cry for help.
My eyes are dry, I’m out of breath
and nothing will come out.
I know not where I’m going
or what’s below to see?
I fear the depths of darkness,
for hell is not the place for me.
I feel the heat beneath me now
and see the burning flames.
I know my life was full of sin,
for that I am to blame.
The skeletons move about,
screaming horridly in pain.
And as my flesh begins to melt,
I know I’m destined for the same.
Yet if I had another chance,
to live another day?
I‘d put my trust and faith in god
and pray he’d guide my way.
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