Personal Hell


They have many things as their own                                                                                                                                                              Everything personal in this world, together and indivisual
But my case is new,
I have my own personal hell
I breathe in it, I sustain in it
I fuel the fire, I rekindle the flame
My own burning hell
Licking flames, all wood, all coal
I burn in it, I turn to ash Then comes the hot wind and blows me away
Showing no mercy, it scatters me to bits
I fall through the air right into the fire                                                                                                                                                                           Not even my ashes are spared                                                                                                                                                                                      So thorough they are                                                                                                                                                                                                      Bits are burnt, and burnt to bits                                                                                                                                                                                 Till bits can no longer be bits                                                                                                                                                                                       Still the fire roars, The hell flourishes                                                                                                                                                                           I die, I burn and no one cares                                                                                                                                                                                      My personal hell it seems has no mercy                                                                                                                                                                      I dont want pity, I want release                                                                                                                                                                                        I want my inner peace!

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