most fucked up poem I ever wrote. XD

Everything has gone to chaos

For those who spend their time in jail.

There's nothing really that you can do

For they already rot inside their cell.

There's weird noises going around

What is inside of that Inn?

Hearing screams and also a shout

As glass shards dig right in your skin.

People in trees that have been burnt

Some were ripped and some were hanged.

As zombies come and pop out of graves

They're always hungry for you brains.

Songs of pain and songs of death

Life is long and life is short.

There's nothing I can do to help

As this story has alot more.

You cannot escape our wrath

as demons rip out your skull.

you start to bleed and start to cry

As you hear the wolves howl.

People scream in pain and agony

you feel them pulling out your bones.

covered in stitches and also scars

as you hear the ghosts and ghouls moan.

Life is short.