HOUNDS OF HELL # 2

Gentle, mild, and weak,
I creep
To an unknown destination
A portal time forgot
That the devil begot
To see a wisp and hear a scream; over there
To take a picture I could not keep
Knowing full well I would not sleep
For here in the haze of a moonlight night
It speaks through the trees
Two hounds of hell run at my feet
Pulling me to their profound less pit
I screamed to Jesus to pull me out of this injustice
Please I prayed don't let them take me to the bottomless pit
My head racing and pounding my eyes blinking
Hands reaching for nothing
only portal of darkness
That  makes me weep
For the gate keeper that sleeps.