Torture Room Poem by Euphory Lalize

Whips and lashes
Steels as sharp as lances
Censorious eyes stealing glances
Coming from the devils lurking in the shadows.

Sharp nails, hands calloused
Battered face covered in bruises
Faint pulses
They are hideous

Falling in a seemingly bottomless pit
Greeted by a towering, infernal gate
Ashes, ashes all fall down
Can't determine if it's dusk or dawn

Everything is covered in mud and blood
Red threads tied and keep me bound
How does it sound to be pushed to the ground?
Surely this is a punishment from god

Let it bleed, let it bleed
Let the pain take lead
Those silhouettes painted in vivid carmine
Portrays my soul daubed in sin

Faced with a mirror, see myself reflect
Hear my image shatter and break
My sanity is at stake
But suddenly I'm awake.