Hell

Hell isnt a place where dead people go.
It isnt underneath the street. It isnt full of smoke.
Hell is in your mind, in your heart in your skin.
Hell is located whenever you are. It could be at work, at school or at home.
It is the feeling that you get when every thing goes wrong.
It is not being able to run away from "home".
It is pretending something else because you are the mom.
It is to have to do things so nobody will ever know.
It is to allow things happened because even if you scream, no body will heard.
It is to feel like you are on your own, no family to help you, no body at all.
It is to say: "I love you", so he doesnt see in your eyes... what is wrong.
It is to kiss thinking in something else.
It is to feel violated every time you have sex.
It is to write like crazy about things that only you care.
This is hell and you dont have to die to feel it burning your skin.
This is hell when each minute and every second becomes a big pretend.
This is hell and I just have to wait and I have to hold on until I cant anymore.