Insight Found in Dionysian Exile : Scary Stories – Short Horror Story

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I descend

through the cavity

covered in mucus and blood.

I descend

claustrophobic

through the gaping gash

covered in pus and sweat.

I descend

into the nothingness

swallowed into the devil’s womb.

Robbed of my breath

disoriented

by the still stench of deathly sin.

Falling through the epicenter

of a lake of excrement.

Witness to the eternal misfortune

of those who are trapped

in the sisyphic race

towards the shores of loss

so close and yet so far

out of their reach.

I descend

towards a garden of decay.

I descend

past the tree of jagged glass

Beholding the destitute

climbing the branches

in a futile attempt to flee

the claws of perdition

tear them apart

removing pieces of flesh

and pale ragged loose skin.

I beheld the masses

self-deluding slaves of their own torture.

I descend

burning in the heat of the sun

as I watch the lost hanging upon crosses

dissolved by acidic flames.

I descend

into the fields of the faceless

incapable of satiating their hunger

unwilling to quench their thirst.

Always grasping at the fruits

of their tormented forms.

Close enough to taste

before evaporating like dust.

I fall

deeper and deeper…

I fall

into a frozen sea

of inhuman tears

where the damned

are eternally drowning

torn to shreds

of mucus and blood

by the greedy jaws

of betrayal found in death.

Swallowed

by the darkness

I descend.

Sinking

into the void.

I crawl

into the maddening nothing

through the gaping maw

of a delirious fever dream.

I descend

finding solace in the sound

of the agonizing screams

of the legions above.

I descend

deeper and deeper…

I descend

naked and cold

choking on demonic shadows

absent in reason or form…

At last I collapse

beyond the gates

of hell

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