Evil Earths (Horror Poetry)

Screaming voices shattering the inner mirror of love Clattering to zero, searching for freedom in space, Bloody songs tightly warping their blue heaven above In the thin and chill air disappearing without a trace, O'er sad whispers, wind whipping through the wounds In the symphony of demons' dreams as a veiled disguise, Bloody, bad voices need to build up stomping grounds, Buried danger sprouting out to keep growing in size, The salty tears of liquid souls form new watery waves, Beauties in the road waiting to face with their fear of death, Still screaming while drowning in the cold watery graves, Tearing the silence with their groan and bleeding breath. Poem by Marieta Maglas