Unpublished Work © Sept 26, 2007 Shanell Meek
Dark eyes glaring
Into our souls.
Demon smiles glowing,
In the dark of the night.
In our dreams they arise,
Our deepest fears realized.
Tumors growing,
like the fires of hell.
Devils are singing,
Rejoice they shall,
For we are living,
The Devils own spell.
His web has been woven
unsuspecting were we.
We flew right in
To the devils deadly trap.
In my dark nights,
I hear them singing.
In their Evil song,
"6-22 months
And the Devils game
Will be won".
"No reason to fight",
The evil chant goes on.
For the devil has,
already stated his plight.
Living in our personal hell.
It's the devils delight..........