my visions of helA Poem by ethann
my vision of hel
burns into my mind turning it into grime friends and family alike are tortured before my eyes bludgeoned and impaled raped and killed emotional torment of which nothing could compare the love and care i had once had before are used against me more and more the images of scorched bodies slowly creep into my mind as the comfort i so long for disintegrate i am hopeless, powerless to stop the madness the torture i have in hel is not physical but emotional and it is twice as painful than anything i have felt before © 2013 ethann |
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Added on April 16, 2013 Last Updated on April 16, 2013 Author
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