Notes About The Poem
In this write i do not claim to have been in
Hell.' Yet i guess i picked up the
ambience of some of the afterlife quite
Strange events were befire me.)
A splinterd array '
Just a write on hell..Alright.!! It
came from my dreams such scenes.? Last night!
I was trying to reach my dead grandfather
It was like he was alive while i slept.?
There were no perameters when i was there
Just striving, false hope and advice from
Strangers it was strange.' I feel drained and confused more than rather.! After i woke i realised the finality of death.' And how small are we.' No matter our currsnt
Roles.? Where we lead? Of are led i remember being told he is not to be found
As i chose to crawl on crushed glass till
That statement would be proven un-sound.' I then awoke..' To the light of day that was an hour ago now so fresh enough hey.? So the earlier write waa drawn from last nights
dream maybe a
Close enough glimpse of what hell really
Means.?
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