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Sep 2015
Life bleeding from my view unheard is my pleading
Teeth seeding my skin in clotted drips where they feeding
I hive of onyx death, I face and uncertain last breath
A tattered drape hangs precariously my only escape.

I was the prey, not bled dry awaiting I was on display
Craving decayed my death moment now delayed
My sight began to fade, death was what IΒ Β portrayed
But as flesh torn and I wept rouge tears afresh.

Let me pass, let my life not torn, last thoughts of my wife
Her brunette hair her skin so soft I will never forget
I screamed in laughter,each weakened not what it seemed
Dead blood in my veins, only limited a moment remains.

Their folly of hunger as each faded, greed was now traded.
I reached out droplets rained, my movements strained.
Light eroded twilight as flesh tainted now slowly corroded
I myself now untainted I fell those now just an empty shell

Light shone through as a window opened to my delight
All was awash, charred ash fell like snow, I was still on guard
Scars were my honour all were expelled, now her necklace held.
She had feed on me, hunger had poisoned her soul now freed.
Poetic T
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