Through The Veil

My travels led me to a distant path

Surrounded by the devil’s wrath.

It was a lonesome road with a gusty gale

Upon which sunshine had long set sail.

A path of only gloom and despair

And fear hanging in the air.

I wandered further down this route

As my thoughts clouded thick with doubt,

As shadows trailed my every move

Deep in the rocks, in every groove.

In my ears, a slither of voice

Whispered thoughts of sinful choice,

Which led me blind, far down the track

Towards a distant veil of black.

A figment or something truly real,

Corporeal enough for my flesh to feel

A velvet drape of shadows and ends,

Knowing not to what world it sends.

I ventured forth, drew very near,

Watched it ripple, watched it clear .

It led to a chasm, a cosmic Earth,

Vacant of life or human birth.

A desolate grave, a ravaged land

Marked cruelly by a devil’s brand.

Dust, decay and death abound,

Flesh and bone found all around.

Sheets of white from a haunted past

Greeted me as I arrived aghast.

These ghouls and ghosts before me shown

In shrouded forms would wail and moan,

Would pass me by most melancholy,

Old friends, now foes of most unholy,

Far from heaven and its heavenly hand

To wander eternal in a devil’s land.