By: Erica Martin

Lost souls
Wandering in a dark field
Nowhere to go, nowhere to run

A sea of writhing souls
Moving in agony, dying in pain
Trapped in an endless black void

Legions of souls
Caught between heaven and hell
Not knowing which way to go

The gates of paradise close
The gates of purgatory close
All is lost

They’re all abandoned
No one to love them
Lost souls, left to die on their own

About the Author

Erica Martin lives in northeastern New Jersey and graduated Cum Laude from William Paterson University with a degree in English Writing.  She currently works as a full-time secretary at a law office.  She discovered her love of writing fantasy and supernatural fiction and poetry at the age of twelve.
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