Sad Gothic Poems: The Venom Of Death
The slithering venom Of tainted teeth Liquid death Its destruction, deceit. Entrapped by the suffocating fester Elude not from this molester As murder would only await. Regain the power To survive this coward As life must be finished Until the very end Despite the hurt The torturous hurt, Despite the humiliation The agonizing infestation Where dignity is enslaved. Drown your sorrows In an untouched womb Walk in the shadows Of the enchanting moon. Beauty awaits Though the earth Winds cold… To stand in the stars The only dream that I hold. Sad poems by: Kathlena Kent
