Welcome to Hell

Its raw… its raw…
The road is so ghostly…
It crowded mostly…
There’s a truck in my sight
As, I closed, my eyes…
I hit nothing, as I crossed by…

There’s sun around me,
And I am in the shadows of pillars,
The biker around me, they seem like killers…
The mountains of sand… And buildings so grand,
It all a rusty feeling…
Its raw… its raw…

And that lady in white…
She seems so bright…
Skinny, her legs are long.
Its nicely waxed and toned,
There’s a call on my phone…
It says,” home”
Oh god, there’s no one home
Who’s calling…? who’s calling…?

The way she stare,
It’s threatening glare…
I am freeze and stun…
Struck, wanting to run….
It peace, and every leaf is freeze
But I can, sense some violence
I breathe so loud… Its scream in silence…

Hypnotized, not going, I am taken…
She touches me, with her lips, and I am shaken….
Its the kiss of death…
And into my last breathe…
She disappear, and it a grave,
There’s a message, below RIP.
To read, I am not that brave,
Suddenly, it catches my eye…
,”pick the call, on your cell”
As I answer the call, it says…
,” it’s the house of death, welcome to hell”.

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Bella Cullen with golden eyes…

 

 

Golden eyes for silver skin.