Melting flames encase us all.
We stand alone, terrified.
Evil laughter rises to the ceiling.
We come closer together . . .
Then suddenly we embrace it.
And live in the world known as Hell.
Hell is my world.
Everyday, I'm walking through fire,
The falmes licking my body.
But no pain do I feel.
I've been asked if I want to leave,
People try to drag me out,
I'll be trapped here forever so what's the point?
I've accepted my fate and won't run away . . .
A contest entry
- Poems About Hell by Michael H..
500 points, ended August 14, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like what you added here. I wish this would have been in the contest. This is good.
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Yeah...
Thank you. When I was first writing though, it was like half of me was writing, the other half of me was...not here lol
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Very visual and very dark.
well done.
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