Hell

The devil yells at me
day and night,

Theres so many flames,
that are so bright.

In every corner,
darkened pits,
Theres the throan,
where the devil sits

Black coats and demons
fill my sight,
it is so scary,
but a beautiful fright.

Blood stained sheets,
in every bed,
belonging to,
the living dead

There is no water,
nothing to drink
I am so hot,
I cannot even think.

I want to scream and yell,
but cannot say a word,
no telling what would happen,
if the demons heard.

This is what I get for being lost in my sin?
If I could take it all back,
I would never do it again.

God, I love you,
I know its too late now,
please find a way,
to try to forgive me some how.

This pain that I have,
deep down with in my soul,
is so over whelming,
its out of control.

Even though I am not alive,
I can still feel the pain,
who would of thought,
being dead could make you go insane?

This is only a poem,
but it is not fake,
this could really happen
for goodness sake!

so hang in there and be strong,
god can still forgive you for what you have wronged.

By: *kelli tha fantastical*