They had left me, they had gone. I alone stood to face the foe from hell.
The slime and shit that crawled up my spine shrank back as they got the smell.
Unmistakable the stench of below where fungus festers and brimstone flows.
The Dogs were coming at me now , I raised my sword and drew my knife
I could smell their breath and feel their heat upon my skin, I loved life
but I feared that mine had run it length. I dug deep within to find my strength.
The hounds drew near acid from their mouths burned my toes, the stench of their breath got right up my nose. Their teeth began to tear at my legs loosing the demons off my back the shit the dregs . I was glad their grip was gone they had been draining my strength for far too long.
I swung my sword and slashed with my knife,
I made them bleed and I gave them strife.
They bit my shoulder and ripped my arm, how I bled
I screamed and kicked and hacked at last one of the dogs was dead.
The others angry at their brothers demise roared and rolled their demon eyes.
I was certain all was lost all bridges burnt all mountains crossed!
I raised my head up to the sky as a dog leaped at my throat and screamed OH! God,Don’t Let Me Die!
TO BE CONTINUED………..