HellA Poem by poeticsafariEvil is in all of us; learning to control it is winning half the battleWords have no meaning when describing certain things and I am about tell you one of them the meaning of hell is drastically underestimated and is unimaginable to us we take it for granite and play it off as a pit of fire, but hell is far more then that it is a place where even the most tortured souls that this universe has to offer are tattered remains of their former self wishing and praying for death every single day though little do they know that they will never be spared and no light shall ever be shed onto them every day is an endless torture where no matter how bad things get they feel that it will never get worse, but unfortunately for them that is nowhere near the truth that lies within picture never being able to sleep, the scream come out of nowhere and are the only terrifying thing you can ever hear, everything that you knew about yourself is now ripped to oblivion, with the reins on every single one of them with no desire to relinquish their godforsaken pain. These ungodly souls attempt to pray every single day though even there all forgiving god has turned his back on them. The feeling of hell can never completely be expressed but no matter what is said about it one thing is for sure it is called hell for a reason because it is a place that I would not wish onto even my darkest and deepest foes this is what hell truly is © 2013 poeticsafari |
Authorpoeticsafarinokomis, FLAbouti am an amateur poetry writer/story writer trying to spread poetry to the world hoping to inspire others more..Writing
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