Dark Ruler: 2-3 Depths Poem by William King Jr.

The surroundings of hell seem too plain to me
Carnage, gore and screams of terrible pain
All of which have played through my head
As I lived every single day
The area was hot, the air was heavy
The surroundings of hell seem too plain to me
Carnage, gore and screams of terrible pain
All of which have played through my head
As I lived every single day
The area was hot, the air was heavy
My blood filled with rage, my eyesight was steady
I scanned the horizon, looking for signs
To point me to where the dark ruler resigned
Nothing is what it appeared to be
In the mighty depths of hell
For right in front of me to my surprise
Was a fair skinned damsel
Her clothing was white, as pure as snow
And her eyes twinkled gold
Beauty undefined stood before me
I stared at her figure and closed my distance
To see such a fair maiden in such a place
No guard did I have to keep
Slowly I approach the woman so beautiful
Thinking she be mere mortal
But as I turned her around to see her face
My dreamy gaze turns into shock
My face turned to dread as I saw the figure
She stood before me, as she was, when she departed
She screamed and her voice filled my ears
I fell to my knees and felt her pain
And saw what she had seen
Right before she passed away
My eyes teared up as emotions flooded my body
And my heart began to tear
Fetal position; I lay on the ground, emotionally drained
Feeling life I no longer needed
I stood and drew my sword on myself
Laying it lightly on my wrist
Tears streamed down my emotionless face
As i began to take my life
The wretched soul stared into my eyes
The images burned into her soul
And turn her hell flamed heart cold
Her screaming silenced, she stood very still
Alas I felt emotions flood throughout my body
Quickly I reached for my sword
To slay the demon witch
But I stopped short to find her
Frozen in her place
The visions she'd seen through my eyes
Of the life I once used to have
When my world was perfect and content.
When she lived forever in my lap
Until the day she passed away
The emotions I felt for her were too strong
To be ignored.
These feelings, those feelings
Had open her heart anew
Love now flowed through her veins
As her wretched life renewed
Somehow, in Hell, she found peace
To become one and feel regret
I fell at her feet sobbing greatly
For its something I would not forget
Her face still burned into my soul
Of that tragic day
So i spared her soul, picked up my sword
And slowly walked away.