Hell Is Home

HELL is HOME Darkened soul as black as night A life I live so full of fright Evil thoughts that fill my head Each night I wish that I was dead For far to long I have suffered so When it’s my time ill be glad to go Heavens not what waits for me Hells the place that I will be Just like in life the pain I feel For eternity my voice will squeal In the burning flames of hell Till the end of time I shall dwell The devil laughs points to the sea Made of fire this is his decree So I jump in of my own accord Joining in with the screaming horde I do not flinch or cry out in pain How can this be in his domain Looking back I laugh at him Upon his face a look so grim Into my mind I feel him pry Not a single thought do I deny From the day of my own death To my birth and my first breath He sees it now, he sees it all My whole life hits him like a squall Liquid flames fall from his eyes This is how the devil cries Hands to face and on his knees Stop it stop it I’m begging please So I pull back what I keep confined Even to him I am not unkind I am not evil or even bad Just depressed and very sad So I will ask to make hell my home And within its gates I will roam For like my life its what I no I did not reap but will always sew By Mr. E. Jones