Hellbound

A little piece of me i sliced out of my soul and put on the computer for all to see and judge.

A mistake was made.

By me.

A deadly mistake

For Mom.

And Dad.

Ah well.

Here comes Hell,

For murderers

Fall into the flames,

And a murderer am I

For letting it all happen.

 

Well, since I'm here for a while

Might as well try to make some people smile,

Brighten a few days

And do what I can

To make as much happiness

As the grief I could have prevented.

 

No, I will not

Rush.

The flames will come

Wehn I

finally die.

 

Whenever the f**k that is.

Author's Note

I'll get over it. Don't worry about me. Seriously.

Reviews

[Tai Chi Italy]

Keep writing this s**t out man. DESPITE THE FACT that YOU dear John cannot possibly be held responsible for the past tragedy that over took your family, the thoughts will invade you and writing them out is great. I noted your overwhelming kindness to others coming out on top too! You had no intent John, that is what defines murder. Keep writing and keep loving and all will be ok. Don't worry? yeah yeah! course I won't....hug from Tai

[♥ Courtney &hear..]

You simply arent responsible for that baby.

You just arent.

[The Mad Prophet]

Not bad, very well detialed for your mistake. Makes me curious, but yet I don't like to pry. Very well writen, I think I see a few errors with words but I saw your point anyway. By the way, hell is this land, death is the way to finally relax, only if you died natural, the way nature intended. Well done.

[Larissa G.]

Writing is indeed therapy. Let it out, my friend. We'll be here to support you all the way.

[Laura Sparkle]

Johnny... every time I read this piece (and I read it like 3 times now) my heart breaks. We talked about it, trust that all will be well buddy. And if all isnt gonna be well... and I'll see you in hell, try to relax for a bit, I own the place. Im there quite frequently.