In Hell.

by Elizabeth   Oct 29, 2010


In Hell

My chest burns,
My throat is dry
My eyes burn
My skin feels tight

I can't breath
I can't move
I can't call out,
It's closing me in

It's dark
It's cold,
But hot
I'm dying

Scenes flash before my eyes,

Me and him
Him holding me
Him kissing me
His smile
His words full of so much truth
His hands
His laugh

But then the real torture starts,

Him forgeting
Him lying
Him laughing behind my back
Him moving on
His hateful words
His picture
His claiming
Him leaving
Him giving up

Oh god.
Please save me from this,
This hell.
This darkness.
This pain.
This horror....
Please release me.

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  • 13 years ago

    by H. Elizabeth

    Veryyy good but sad - one of my favs