My poem the darkest woods it is dark .Not for under 16?
There i was in the dark
howling woods sounds of laughter
filled the air.
All i seen were shadows in shiny black
with blood and sulfur
seeping from the sacks
I thought i was dreaming with
all the screaming
from the coffins in the woods.
They were sing they were screaming
chants from long ago
They were wild as they danced
around the lady in the trance
For the next dance of death.
as she was for the next sacrifice
She said so still .Before i knew it my hair was on his pelt.The hooded one with the big teeth 'said your next as they threw me on the leafs.Next thing i seen hoping it was a dream ' was the man with the big horns on;as he was chanting you were never to be born.
Sorry i forgot to say do you like it as this is a yahoo rule.