The Pit

theonewhoneverfrowns

What is this?

A hole in the ground.

A pit that goes way deep down.

I imagine inside my greatest fears.

My eyes start to water as I grow near.

What is in this hell hole?

This pit made by the devil.

I am thinking of all that I am afraid of.

Living a life with no one to love.

Snakes and spiders and all types of bugs.

I feel so alone as I feel around this pit.

This pit in my mind just feels so unfit.

Unfit for any animal or creature or thing.

Its a hole deep down to the darkest parts of hell.

I see the devil staring at me from below.

His fiery eyes beckon me to come closer.

Not even god can save me now.

I trip and fall into the pit.

I thought I saw a fire below getting lit.

The devil is lighting the fire.

As I fall I come closer I never get higher.

The walls are holding razor sharp blades.

This must be some mistake.

I never felt a blade touch me at the top.

But the closer I come the quicker I drop.

I thought I would hit the ground hard.

But little did I know it was endless indeed.

And no one can help.

I’m now an old lady still falling just like before.

I lost my voice long ago.

I have one warning for all living things.

STAY AWAY FROM THE PIT

for never again will you be seen. 

  • Author: Jane Doe (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 2nd, 2023 14:37
  • Comment from author about the poem: I made this in class one day at my school. My teacher thought it was nice. His dad is a professor at our local university and showed it to him and he said it was good as well. So now I bring it to all of you. With much fear, Jane Doe
  • Category: Short story
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