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Sep 2017
Dream Evil

alone in my bed I lay
still not able to pray
I close my eyes to a world unknown
cobwebs etched in the very fabric of my existence
alone helpless with demonic bites
viscous fangs with long stemmed dripping blood off side
slowly I walk through a vast corridor of the dead all ******
the wretched stench permeates deep from within
this is where it all began
columns of pillars in hot conclaves of the vast derision in my mind
legions of skulls fractured from the onslaught of the heavy decorum
I'm blinded by the very notion of hate filling up to the extreme
barbed wire chains with a swollen cavity of death's resolve
blackened eyes with spots filled with tombstones
maggot infested feces resonate through the duration of this place
the howls of screaming torment of weeping, wailing & gnashing of teeth
vile domain of fire escalates upon my domain
stripped from every know concept of light
a demon holds my hand taking me to this place alone
inflicts pain on my gait with vile objects of torture
just to tip my finger into water to quench my thirst
the intense heat makes me ***** & sweat

traveling ever further to embark on a dungeon with a evil grin
boils of hot lava flowing from the side of its chamber
suffering executed vile extreme
hands twisted a hernatal diseased corpse exposed
ravage in the degree of coupled intense fire
drifting further I'm alone again
yet I awake to what ?
Mario William Vitale
Written by
Mario William Vitale  48/M/Wolcott, Ct
(48/M/Wolcott, Ct)   
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     Shanath, TSPoetry and Elizabeth Squires
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