Accused of a crime he didn’t commit, thus thrown a fate he couldn’t prevent; As they close the gate to my cell, it feels like the vile pits of HELL. As i lay here in my cell with nothing but my dreams, i hear nothing but the guards, and the other prisoners screams. A dragons… Continue reading THE CONVICT’S A DRAGON
There in the firey pits of hell That is where the evil does dwell. Thinking skrying, no one is dyeing Buying more time Before they come to earth So that they may claim a new birth. Evil breeding, poeple speeding All is writen in this hell like place I even see a picture of my… Continue reading My Nightmere About To Come True.
This is my second post, and I’ll be happy if it’s posted at all despite whichever topic it is placed under.
For the past three years, I’ve been trapped in hell. At one time, I fancied myself a writer. Among many of the things I wanted to do with my life, I knew that one of those was to write. If I was incredibly lucky, perhaps see my book in a library some day.I have always… Continue reading From the Pits of Hell (or Writer’s Block)