Poems I Write

Hades

The dead will rise

Then they shall fall

Don’t be afraid

My love, there is more

Cover your eyes

And hide away by yourself

Nothing can save you

Nothing can hear

For your screams may be loud

But her’s are louder still

And then she will see you

And you will fall,

Fall down & down

Into an endless pit of death

But no crying is heard

For there is no one to hear

The cries of the tortured dead

In the realm of death.