This is not a Halloween Poem

This is a scary poem about demons and evil spirits, but this is not a Halloween poem, this is a horror story based on real life called "A Road Called Death"

I wrote this poem while in the county jail. I was under the attack of Satan, but I found away to use the unpleasant experience to help motivate and inspire others who reads this poem. We can use any unpleasant situation in a positive way regardless of the circumstances --regardless of the adversity!


                                 A Road Called Death

The name of this story is a 'Road called Death",
it's a horror story that I wrote about myself.
I was traveling down a dead end road one day,
It was a hideous road that went one way.
There were no cities or towns –
blood and bones covered the terrain,
all the evil spirits and demons nearly drove me insane.
The only thing I saw were dead corpse alone the road's side, obviously these victims didn't find a detour before they died.
Some died from pure exhaustion
and others were violently slain,
the one thing they had in common
was they both dead suffering great pain.
 It was a nightmare being
stuck out on this road alone,
I was trapped like the victims
who entered the Twilight Zone.
I knew what I needed to do
when I felt the temperature drop,
so I planned to exit off at the next available stop.
My heart was beating fast
 I couldn't catch my breath,
the fact that I was still alive
was truly a miracle in itself.
I looked diligently for an exit,
but there was none in sight,
I sought desperately because
 I knew I would have died at night.
I moved as fast as I could--it was getting late,
I vowed not to allow death to be my fate.
I was so scared that my life
flashed before my eyes,
but I was determine not to allow
this road be my demise.
When I didn't find an exit
I felt I was gonna die,
I lost all faith and asked the Lord "Why?"
Suddenly, lo and behold,
there appeared a sign not far ahead,
I became overcome with joy
 after reading what it said.
I was so grateful to see the exit appear.
I didn't waste time, I immediately made the turn,
and swore to myself that this is a place I will never return.
Now, if someone told me this story,
I wouldn't believe it myself,
but I assure you that I was delivered
from the road called "Death".

Tim Gillam,

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