All in your mind

This is not a story of joy I tell

For I speak of a journey of blood and of hell

Through fire and brimstone, with pain I walk

The smoke filling my lungs as I struggled to talk

Struggling, suffering, screaming in pain

Too parched to breath but tears falling like rain

I reached out my arms, grasping for a hold

Anything out of this fire, just anything cold

Look as you might, my Hell you won't find

For we all have our own Hell, and it's all in your mind

Author's Note

Any opinions welcome :)

Reviews

[Jamestown]

This is a really strong message and for you to realize that and
live by these words you are going to be just fine in this crazy
Life of ours, very well written piece, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[PonoEllis]

great poem as always, hope im not thought a stalker to read them all. the flow was well done and it made me imagine it and truly feel it like I was in a smoking building with a volcano not to far away

[Death's Poet]

Actually it makes my day that you take the time to read all my poems! I honestly look forward to seeing your reviews!!!! Thank you so much!

[PonoEllis]

Really? thanks :) I feel great hearing that, keep posting and ill keep reviewing :) oh and check out my horror book when ya get a chance ;)

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So true isn't it? We often create our own hells within the folds of our minds allowing the demons to torture and taunt us. And aside from those who suffer from clinical illnesses, those who create their own hells can leave them at will. A nice write.

[Death's Poet]

I'm so very glad you enjoyed it! Thank you

[andrew mitchell]

Amazing work! What a talent for words mixed with imagery. I am a fan of yours lock and key! Truly captivating to me

[Death's Poet]

That makes me really happy! Until yesterday (when I made this account) I had never shown anyone my work and now knowing I have a fan definitely gives me confidence in my work! :) Thank you so much for such kind words!