This Hell

This Hell

A Poem by SimplyDisastrous

Hell is burning the soles of my feet. It's destroying my insides, trying to find a way out. The fire wont stop until it has swallowed me and everyone I hold close to my heart. But yet, I can't seem to stare this contemptuous form of evil in the face.

© 2010 SimplyDisastrous


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The hell you describe sounds like emotion longing for a way out of hearts and into our external being. Like guilt or love or hate in civil times. Excellent job.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is just.... AMAZING! I really liked this! It does sound like guilt, like how you can't stare the evil in the face... Great all-in-all! :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very awesome poem, well writen. Keep up the great work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I agree with David, it does sound like guilt. I like this style and format. A great wrire Kristen, By the way. How have you been?

Regards,

Matthew

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It does have a strong indication of someone who can't escape the demon of past mistakes that weigh heavy on the conscience. A solid piece of writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sounds like guilt. If it is I can truly relate. It is hard to face and it certainly eats you from inside. Nice write

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on September 28, 2010
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SimplyDisastrous
SimplyDisastrous

Hartford, CT



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Hey. I used to be on here alot when I was 15. Now, not so much. I'm 18 now and I'm not nearly as depressing as I used to be, but still depressing enough. Message me and feel free to read my old poems... more..

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