Inside Is A Soul Poem by T.K Owens

Inside is a soul built with walls of light
the world, it taints these walls.
The entangled shadows of blackness slowly creep upon the lightened walls, like a snake on it's prey...
it strikes!
Biting, hacking, gnawing, contorting, piercing, it's all the same.
The pain and terror as the soul tries to retreat into itself.
Disintegrating into a hole, where has it gone?
The souless, the heartless, the unforgiving...
killer.