Hell’s described as a burning inferno, but
What if Hell wasn’t hot?
What if it was cold and humid?
Where slimy creatures live.
Crawling on my bare body and under my skin.
Noisy demons and gargoyles are performing at their best.
Feeding on my soul
Depleting me, little by little
Sitting naked on the cold marble
Nothing to do.
Nobody to see.
Nowhere to go but to rot here.
Darkness has swallowed me
So has time.
It bears no importance anymore.
There isn’t any end to this.
Hopefully, it is a nightmare
Nourished by fears.
Or is it how depression feels?
It can’t be true as I am not dead yet.
Or am I?
Peace and serenity
Lawrence Copyright © May 2018
Well expressed
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Thank you so much.
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Welcome
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Very dark and powerful. Hang in there.
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Thank you very much.
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Very well written. It really captures the darkness.
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Thank you very much for your wonderful compliments. Really appreciate it
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I can feel this hell … Tank you for sharing this powerfull nightmare !
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Thank for reading my poem and your comments. It means a lot to me.
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YIKES! now i will need to sleep with a light on tonight…………….very well done
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Thank you very much.
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