From A Vision Of Hell That Could Be Life Poem by Paolo TMs

Enter life eternal,
An eternity of all consuming,
Through the jaws of the never dying,
Bite hard they do, you survive,
You bear the scars of memorial wounds
Recall pains exquisite.

You hear that soft voice roar,
There we see it, walking away, its back to us,
Golden hair with flowing light.

We reach and scream,
Scream,
Trying to free ourselves,
We scream in vain.
Every scream ensures the engulfing of the limbs and the soul,
Engulfed into the guts of the demons that crowd you so.

It turns a glance to watch,
Entertains itself,
It then turns away with a blink of sadness,
Walks away with a certain grace,
Fades into the ever blinding colours of sin,
And acknowledges you with smiles you don’t see.