A Sinners Last Stand

The last stand of a sinner damned forever to hell.

I hear scratching on the walls;
Laughter of the dolls;
Crying in the room next door;
Footsteps on this wooden floor;
Voices whispering in my ear;
I cant keep my mind clear;
I feel tapping on my shoulder;
The room is getting colder;
The darkness consumes me;
This fight I was losing;
Scratches appear on my face;
They take me with no trace;
A white room with no escape;
Only they decide my fate;
Walls are closing in;
The line meets an end;
My life was taken;
I felts so mistaken;
I should have done right;
I looked at it with a different insight;
Now Hell has another soul;
It’s filled with sorrow and woe;
Wickedness surrounds me;
But I’m not scared;
Because wickedness is me;
Damned to evilness forever to be.

Author's Note

All opinions are welcomed.
Feel free to point out any errors.

Reviews

[Rachel Hays]

Nice work!! May I suggest using some actual punctuation though? Haha. Your semicolons are stressing me out! ;) The only "mistake" I saw says "I felts so mistaken". I'm really impressed. Just since your last piece I think this has more of you in it. It's so good! I can't even pick out a favorite line. You've written them all so well. High five, mother f****r!