My Hell

Darkness
Why is that all I can see?
My mind
is blank
like my slate wiped clean.
Hatred
it appears all around me
like is is my own personal stalker
waiting for me to come home at the right time
so it can slice my throat
and watch the blood seep down my skin
as though it were a river
a river of blood
my blood.
and no matter how loud i may scream
it as if i am a mute to the world
as if what ever i say
can only be heard if it implies to them
like self conceited b*****s they play
thinking only what they can do for themselves
not others
no that would be to much
if i was to die tomorrow
would anyone notice
i think not!
for it is when someone truly cares
will they notice i am gone
my demons will have me by then
as i curl into them
like an infant into its mother
i will give them my soul
for it is no use to me
life will go one for those who let it move
but my demons will stay by my side
til i join them in hell
i will lay in the ground and rot into nothing
but i will join them in hell
where i will pay for my sins of lust
the lust that burns my skin
with a hot fiery passion
they will take me and my soul
with a smile of pleasure
but the world wont know
they will have moved on
another dead
another gone.

Reviews

[Steve Ryman]

Look at line 8 again. still some small spelling errors throughout. That aside... I absolutely love this chapter. So much pain, hatred, anger and despair and it all shone through in your writing. Brilliant!!!

[samantha munning]

yes ik its my life in hell i guess you could say

[Strake]

Hm, pretty dark stuff there, though, can't say I haven't related to such feelings.