Hell

by CrysluvsBowie   Apr 6, 2006


Unable to stare out the window,
Unfortunate to see through her eyes,
All is dark,
all is not calm.
The blackness covers her body,
she is trapped,
secluded in the dark for centuries to come,
always trying to move,
falling through darkness,
finding darkness surrounding you,
everywhereyou try to go,
everytime you try to take a step,
you will wind up where you were last,
In Hell.

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  • 18 years ago

    by April

    Nice
    i think bout hell all the time