Eternal Damnation Poem by David Harris

I stand before you
a figure you cannot see.
I am not your conscience
or a figment of your imagination.
You know I am here
but cannot understand why.
Why you should be haunted
by the likes of I.
You think you’ve done nothing wrong.
It is my punishment you see.
The things I have done without repentant.
My suffering as in life
is long and arduous here in eternal damnation.
No release for me,
I am eternally cursed
as you could be.
Repent my friend before it is too late
and you have to live for eternity
in this nothingness state.
You hear my chains
dragging behind my footsteps
and I hope they bother you.
Because if they don’t
you will join me to.
Heaven is a breath away
but there I cannot enter.
The devil took my soul;
now look what I am an endless wanderer.
If you don’t want to be like me,
you know what you need to do.
Until you do, I am here
to spoil each night for you.

25-26 March 2009