Cursed!

Deep down, in flesh and bone,
is my own private hell.
One hundred skulls, make my throne,
a place I loath to dwell.

Rancid matter on the walls,
pools of blood, the floor.
Tormented souls, haunt the halls,
and the devil guards the door.

Of this stench I will never be free,
in this prison I must die.
Because the curse you put on me,
said more than just goodbye.

Written Sept 20th 07