Hell
Everyone's terrified of it
They don't know that I have to live in it everyday
But I do and it's sad to say that I'm use to it
I'm use to my burning flesh
The tears that run down my face
The pain that I feel
And the fact that I'm stuck in this place
I need happiness
But I never find it
I just want to know what it feels like
To not feel like ****
No one will give me a chance
To see who I really am
Instead of who I appear to be
They never seem to give a damn
No one cares that I'm here
I'm invisible
That is my biggest fear
To be forgotten in this hell
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
