Silhouette Poem by Nyrical Poet

A silhouette in the clouds among the pits of a dreadful h-ll
Demons with the devil throw upon evilness and a painful spell

Each take a stab at her beautiful soul of frightening sadness
Hysterically wandering lycadazically for joy in an ongoing labyrinth

Distortion of the truth, twisting purity in a hateful maze
Lies of distractions as the search of peace becomes a haze

Cold, hollow mind concentrates on the demons wants and needs
Drowning in a pool of blood stricken ticks killing her happiness indeed

Fog lights are lit, and a compass to give her a little direction
But the devil rains down from above, and takes away life's gravitation

As she floats through this life without a world to call her own
They took away her innocence, her childhood, evilness they bestow

A silhouette withering dead under the flames of a fiery sun
Captured into a life of solitude with no chance for treason