Purgatory Island


When did I die?

When was I cast aside?

Today I surmise

As I travel spectral highways

With upside-down signs

Wailing banshees of

The living reminded

Vacant rooms, no sign of life

Stagnant gaze, a voodoo curse

Living within a tomb

Catacomb city of

Bitter solitude

Macabre words, macabre mind

Bled dry of memories

No baggage left behind

Transport to eternity

Here on Purgatory Island



Published by Madame Hellshadow and friends

I have several short stories, and poems published. I am from Cleveland, Ohio. I keep myself occupied with creative projects. Art is the spice of life!!!

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