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Hells gates are my eyes
There has yet to be anyone that has seen the extent of my soul
The callouses on my heart
I have heard people say that they were going through Hell,
And most of the time, they didn’t need to say anything, and you were able to tell.
Hate is vileHate doesn't smileHate is rough and toughAnd sips bad stuff.
Hate hitsHate spitsFire, fireIn the dire drier.
"CHOICES
If you need
peace I'd
give you to
paradise,
don't touch
the die hell is
a home of
chaos! Heaven
or hell
choice is yours."
-C9fm
Art is the portal to heaven or hell
A colorful perception of bliss or horror
Waiting to be narrated or manifested
When it came to compassion, God didn't show him any.He decided to drive his car after he had a few too many.He hit another car head on.He didn't survive, he is gone.
I didn’t start writing because you broke me, you know?
I started writing when I learned to write,
I learned to write because I learned to read,
Well I walked outside on the earth that remains
And let the greedy crows pick at my brain
With forgiveness and gratitude for their primitive ways
And with a thought lingering on the break of day
Heavy-minded, weak of will
I watch you lay your life down
You're hot and shaking from the thrill
Of atrophy at work
SPINAL contusions upon final conclusions and delusions of sorrow that are rich and aged, if IM in reclusion i avoid confusion in seclusion from 2morrow inside of a cage, i stretch and reach across chasms of the deep, spinning a web of deceit and s
When I died, I arrived in Hell and there was a lesson that I quickly learned.Satan is using a new kind of torture, people are no longer being burned.It's a rotten, terrible and cruel thing for Satan to do.
Epic of one Hellish Night
The melancholic bells were ringing with ardor,
And the sun had risen at the brink of the door,
If this world is holographic, then the afterlife is real.
Heaven is eternal.
Hell a temporary abode.
And the life inbetween.
All completely real.
#Memories
I lost myself in words last night,
It could be a dream as i was high,
Some memories i was passing by,
revising some older highlight.
They always say hellfire
like hell is the only place where chaos
occurs
but when i looked at you
i knew
that angels were devious
because the light in your eyes
wasn't heavens glow
Ya Know I Quite Enjoyed ... " Drag Me To Hell " ... !!!
That Flicks' Quite SICK ... !!!
In How It Toys With Thoughts That Dwell ...
Inside Us All About PITFALLS ... !!!
Yes, we live to die.
And die to live.
It was no surprise when Persephone ate that pomegranate.
She did it. She lived.
Her mother held the innocence of her child, but only to suffer
I wanted so badly to be the sun,
to bring warmth and light
to be the life.
But after so many battles
of fighting the night,
I lift the taboo
To speak about
The greatest loss of them all
The loss of a best friend
To talk about the pain
Without people making it seem
Like they can't break your heart
Some dark nights I think about Hell and of death,
Of torture and devils and cold demon-breath.
A monk, a professor, a seer, a writer,
In my half-asleep mind debate on hellfire.
What comes after death?
What lies beyond the final breath?
Is the body just a mere shell?
Do we really go to heaven or hell?
Or the murky fields of Asphodel?
Or are we all under a spell?
"to hell with it!"
a bad idea it screams!
they gather around to watch the show
of freaks and tearing seams
to which the moon smiles
smiling crookedly with amber beams
(hey! look! it's a blood moon!)
I’ve been face to face with the Devil.
I have braved darkness, deep and shallows.
Above and beneath the bowls.
O! The howls!
I came a long way on this hell road, with my eyes closed,
I was faithful, I was good.
Constant in prayer with my
Lord and Savior I knew
Without a doubt that I
Was safe in my Lord's arms.
But then that blessed day came.
The sky was bright and brilliant
As Heaven and Hell,
I have no wealth.
My soul is rich, dear,
Take my self.
In place of thrones,
I offer bones
Superior to
Precious stones.
Unlike
Gems and wreaths of gold,
Worship is a fetish.
Worship rocks, worship animals, worship planets, worship stars, worship sky, worship ground, worship man, worship mind, worship everything you can wrap your brain around and then worship everything you can't.
Hast thou been to Paradise?
He asked me as I rolled the dice
In a small game of chance.
That word does not suit my fanc'.
Nothing is certain, I say,
Nor Heaven, nor Hell, nor Purgatory.
Lost in a sea of loneliness-
Drowning in this ocean of tears.
I have no life.
I'm suffocated by fear.
Visited the Lord just once-
Guess I've died the second death.
Trapped in my mind to scream and yell;
Standing lone, in this world turn dark- Looking round, seeing no way out. Realizing life, has been cloaked with doubt.
Those you called friends, no longer seem real. Thoughts in your mind, now surreal.
One peron's Heaven
Can be another's Hell
And truthfully I say I hurt
I shudder
I weep
Is something wrong with me?
How unfair must it be
That I am unhappy
I view thine eyne as scorching flames of hell,
Yet hell itself is sweet in fiery well;
I pray the worldly pleasures to provide
Me with thy presence, and thou be my bride.
They say “life is like a box of chocolates”
I couldn't agree more
Of course, it all depends on the eyes of the beholder
Some like dark chocolate, sea chocolate, white chocolate…
Dear Demons,
You have resided in me for as long as I can remember.
You seem to haunt me every September.
Your claws burn me like the everlasting hellfire.
Every year you cause my small things to become dire.
Bring me Heaven, bring me HellYour love has gotten me trapped in a spellI am indeed the angel who fellThe Devil in my veins, the blood marks on my nailsIf I try to catch you, I’ll always fail.
In burning cold, and crowded rooms
us children "learn" from those of you
those of you who melt our minds
by having us sit and not express ourselves
I myself, I want to sing
I want to yell and be free
Bumps of ketamine.
Go to bed real late.
It’s not what it seems,
Hell is a soulmate.
Vodka made of tears,
We let these kids just sit and wait
In school and not participate
they step
they stumble
they trip
the fall
Kids laugh and keep walking down the hall
Teachers don't try to intervene
The horn calls
The sky falls
The wind blows
With the sun aglow
The soldiers toiled in their plight
The bird on the trees took head and took flight
Violence for ages, sun up till sundown
“I find your garb, with every malice held there,
To assault me -here in my sanctuary!-
The one solace and shield where I may be bare!
“I find your garb, with every malice held there,
To assault me -here in my sanctuary!-
The one solace and shield where I may be bare!
Through my dark eyes and out of the shattered window
I see fire
An endless and chaotic fire with flames of hatred
I hear the cry of people coming to their deaths
Burning long,
Burning strong.
Fill yourself with sin,
You'll find yourself a home.
Flames burn eternal,
Searing through your thin, delicate flesh.
Hope for escape?
The fires of hell raged until noon
I opened my eyes to see a red moon
The last thing I remembered was a left turn
But it was hard to think with this slow burn
To my left and right were cooking cadavers
A room made of darkness,
Pitch black so I can't see.
The haunting moan of loneliness, in the distance, it calls for me.
What once was full of light and the occasional flicker of pain,
〰 I Am that Real 〰
I am the element in the steel of these heels; the strength in this metal when it's chilled.
A woman with so much determination and will, because titanium flows freely through my organs and cells.
It's hell here, it's like something or someone did something to me, i feel as if i disappeared, i feel like i was killed at 7, when i never was killed, i sit alone now upset because you killed our love. i still fight for whats right
Underneath the surface
Tucked just out of sight
There is a dark and dirty place
A place of endless night
The sun has never risen
The moon hides as well
Just pay the toll
Sell your soul
Death is the separation of body and soul,
But wherever you go,
the angels will still sing.
Why?
Because God gave angels free will.
And once upon a time
an angel was captured by a demon inside,
When the lights start to dim and the curtains cloes. Where are you going to stand?
When that time comes. Will you see fire or clouds?
When you reach your final destination. Will you feel hot or feel comfortable?
Some people believe in a heaven and a hell. The place where the people with good souls live in eternal paradise. The place where those of evil are condemned to eternal punishment. But hell is empty. The devil lives among us. Sometimes you can
I saw a chifferobe
One made of pale hickory
That shimmered with clean
Said to be magical
And smelled of caffeine
Forsaken among the young
And murmurs with the old
It guides one's tongue
Lord, I am a sinner.
This I know for certain,
Yet I am not actively working towards self betterment.
Lord on the rare occasion that I get down on my knees to reach you,
Most times I do not know what to say.
Oh yes georganne I know that feeling too well
That terrible treacherous feeling to live in hell.
Oh yes georganne I know that feeling too well
That terrible treacherous feeling to live in hell.
As treetops,We could steal from the sunThe ray's kisses made of stardustThat holds a sparkle in your eyes.As little white clouds,We could stretch our limitsCovering more ground than space.
What’s the use of lacrimating hallow tearsthat spill over past and future worries?Past and Future have gone astray,despite your dismayhave you forgotten? Past never was and future will never be,
The Romans would have carved into their gravestones:
non fui, fui, non sum, non curo--
“I was not, I was, I am not,
I don’t care.”
hundreds of souls gather round the Flame
their faces away to hide shade from shame
yet one soul searches desperately in hope,
to find one soul's heart not in evil soaked.
How to avoid getting burned
If the flames feel so good
From righteousness I have turned
Eating the forbidden fruit
Immortality is my wish
In the midst of chaos
stands a lone rock.
This rock doesn't waver
nor does it speak.
It just sits there,
before the fray and
watches.
Everything around the
rock, leans forward
My Life,
I've always faced conflicts and bad luck,
I never can find myself happy for a full month,
not even a full week,
better yet a whole 24hrs,
But I hold on,
I open my eyes to another Hell
As I’m pulled into another restless dream.
I fight the demons though my fears swell
I fight through their torture and schemes.
I’m blinded by an explosion
some say that hell is an eternal looping of your most awful memory.
I do not believe that hell is a place.
Hell is my mind.
My mind replays the scene over and over, the same outcome each time.
In my ultimate refrain
I've only my sorrows
On the edge of the morrow
Shouting the regrets of my pain!
Whither indwells my disdain
I am hither harrowed
My path is narrowed
another day living among the void and the darkness.. sitting in my usual corner and wondering why i become so heartless.
I stood at the edge of the Heaven with my angel wings spread wide
And as I looked down upon Earth I wondered how I died.
I don't remember who I was, who I wanted to be or who I am now,
We live in a world of impossible possibilities
A world where nothing is really reality
The sun goes back down
Days turn a bit longer
Time passes much slower
Grey tinge fills the air
I'm stuck and defeated
Downthrodded and beaten
Torn and split on emotions
The paint on theses wall are starting to fade away.
My everlasting grip won't always be here to stay.
This faulting and destructive envy inside of this pain,
Well slowly start to leak out of my hopeless brain.
He was a man of God but that thug didn't care in the least.That animal walked into a Parish and murdered the Priest.When he was arrested, he said that he killed the Priest because he hated God.
White wings, golden paths to evil
Love extricated from retrieval
Hearts of boilng ice, frozen fire
Hell,
to me,
is monotony.
A never-ending rigorous schedule
with no end in sight.
Hell is
never living up to ridiculously high expectations.
Hell is
your best
never being
Pulling
An ever-retreating journey
Into the caves of my imagination
I am pretentious
And cold
Withdrawn from the modern world
The jeans
You once adored
My mind is suspended in a void where light and dark are too crude a concept to bear. My dreams are vivid depictions of candles and circles of mortals who chant my name. I stand without form before them, reaching out to cut their throats.
If I'm going to hell
For my love
I'll be seeing you there
Cause god said not to judge
HE'S LIVIN OFF A REPUTATION THAT HE ONCE HAD,
HE DOESN'T READ HIS BIBLE ANYMORE IT JUST FADED AWAY LIKE
SOME KINDA FAD.
NOW IT JUST SITS IN HIS ROOM ON A DUSTY SHELF,
MANY WILL BE LEFT TO FACE SORROW AND GRIEF!
ALL BECAUSE OF THEIR UNBELIEF.
A TIME OF WHICH MANY HAVE FEARED,
MILLIONS OF CHRISTIANS HAVING DISAPPEARED.
IN YOUR MINDS EYE PLEASE TRY TO CAPTURE,
When I used to look in the mirror, I would see
A girl who struggled, but yet was sometimes pretty.
I struggled with my relationship with my family.
Although they clothed, fed, housed, and spoiled me,
I used to to an addict with a bad addiction
Now I'm one of a kind, a limited edition
From being locked up with no sense of direction
Now I'm on full blast like an adrenaline injection
The Earth is like a beautiful cloud,
Just to be on it makes me feel proud.
If only I could just release
The world from War and Hell into Peace.
He's on his knees.
He's lost everything.
All this pain, is inside him- boiling.
His wife slaughtered and raped, as well as his daughter.
No justice, no justice.
There is nothing left for him.
Another cut, to distract the pain,
Another pill, just to keep sain
Alive, but dead in a tormenting
Hell
Kowing, you'll never fully get well
Scaring away the few that stood by
Look at me:
You see an ordinay real person,
A man of good wit and a little shy.
Look within me:
I will be damned, before I live a day without you
You could send me to the other side of the world,
and I would still come back like I always do,
Your skin flaunted that of the moon
A few bumps here and there
But smooth and glowing
With every sip of you, I swallowed too much
I sank in your sadness, I drowned in your love
and with every bottle, I became overwhelmed
I try
but die
every moonrise
a girl
with blood for hair
intrigues my despair
piques my vibrato
but only an herb
and a sleeping pill
disturbs
a small mesmerado
Myself
Snickety diddle I am I am I am the devil
I dig ditch-deep drilling holes in souls
They say I'm sour but this simply isn't true
I'm sweeter than sugar from the cane
I plant cavities in their hearts
If I could drink my tears, I’d no longer be thirsty.
If they would quench the fire, I’d no longer be burning.
If they would wash away the worms, I’d no longer be hurting.
What loathsome things
We humans effectuate!
A rape in the alley-
A murder in the street-
Our minds be feeble.
Our hearts be faint.
Kidnappings are common-
Child abuse; despair-
Dearest school,
I say farewell,
May you rot in your man-made hell,
You may have provided, given and taked,
But the sorrow and pain you cause me will never be forgave,
You ate out my heart,
Caused my body to quake,
you are hell
but I am addicted
I am addicted to so many dangers
but you are my favorite
you are slowly killing me
but I do not mind
Up. Down. Smile. Frown.
This is a lesson
On- manic depression
You may be in college, yet you still lack knowledge
This is a game. You and I are not the same
To be heard is a marvelous thing
To really see what isn't seen
And feel what is really spoken
Humans were made for this sort of connection
You see to be truly human is to be truly known
It's bleeding time
The lost soldier
Burried in the midst of the fight
Death among the living
Damned when we are young
Stung by what we hold so dear
Where will you go when you die?
The swirling winds that-
twist the midnight sky.
The stars luminesce the
night. Like angels-
descending from above,
defending the holy town
from the shadows of
evil that lurk.
I heard the grass is greener on the other side
Only if you abide
By the rules they preach to sinners
Only those who reach it are truly winners
And the everlasting pulsing is gone
I’m coming home
I'm in a state of suffering
My soul condemned to this constant pain
Expiating my sins
The pain is becoming increasingly unbearable
I just want to be done
You see me, but do you actually see?of course you don't.You're too busy to notice me.You've plugged your ears to my voiceand turned away from me.You "have to work"Just keep enabling.
The ominous shudder of the dark
The time of night when Death should mark
Those who will not pull through their strife
He will come and take their life
The angels sing as you arrive
Every day, it gets harder, every day it's like a nightmare, progressing on. Every day is another prayer echoing from my bones asking God to take me now.
It burns deep inside me.
My love for you, hidden.
I would tell you, but I can't.
All hope is impossible.
Go to hell.
Take nothing but the sins on your back
And the coils of lies you have spun.
It should be easy for you to talk to everyone there,
Because you all speak
Life ain’t always what it seems, the trials and tribulations never add up to the means, you feel that life is useless but let me tell you why you’re wrong
You never understand it
Even as you feel it
It's your saving grace
And your damnation to hell
The light in the darkness
And the darkness itself
Consuming you
Trapping you
This nightmare as tall flames
skidded over the spires of the city
I found next to a spade in hell
an ivory doll,
the white angel as it turned out,
and in the flaming heat
Hey Mr. Principal,
Hey Mr. Smith,
I hope you sit comfortably –
On your plush office plinth,
With all your private accolades –
That no one could care about,
To the varsity trophies –
I look around
At the school halls.
And I think to myself,
"This is hell."
The teachers are boring,
The students are dramatic,
No one understands my struggle.
Hell is walking the road of life searching for someone to talk to
To feel stranded while surrounded by people too focused on their own trivialities to notice
So what if this is the end?
What if this is goodbye?
What if fire starts to ravagely roar from the sky?
This is it for our memories we've made in our lives.
So stop thinking about the future, and listen to me now.
After everything we've been through
Everything we've seen
Our cries, battles, and wars
Our wins and our losses
This can't be the end, it can't be over.
The darkness consumed us and tore us apart
I have lived a thousand different lives,
My first one came when I was born,
The next when I learned the lesson of death,
After that was the life of a nomad,
Many others have followed,
But I live one life now,
A monument to all your sins,
Perched upon the zenith of all your darkest fears,
Scorned with the duties by an omnipotent sibling.
Fiercely possessive and consumed by a black rage
A toll waits at the river Styx
I seek no safeguard or heaven,
Nor purgatory or hell for crime,
I do not search for god or demon,
I care not for the religious sublime.
I do not want an eternal soul,
Down Down the sky she streaks
Down Down to the mountain peaks
Down Down the sea she goes
Down Down where nothing grows
AHH! AHH! she screams
AHH! AHH! as she torn apart at the seams
Your out of line
And God said to get out of line.
Are you too blind?
You are no longer bound
Bound by material things!
Yet tears come to your eyes,
Cause your soul is dyed.
She speaks in similes.
Using her devil tongue.
The way she utters
A complexity of evil words
Constructed to fit perfectly
Into the shape of a heart that beats directly into her palm.
I am from Hell
I was born there
I live there
I will die there
I am from the fires that rage when people are angry
Laugh there
Love there
Dream there
Isn't it hard, so hard, to forget?
To leave you behind.
To leave behind your smile,
your adorable laugh,
your charming expressions,
the look, the look, THAT look- in your eyes.
I woke up on the wrong side of heaven
where the ocean raged and roiled
a flaming sea a broil
and I wonder how I fell
into these deep fiery pits of hell
You’ve looped yourself around me
You’ve laced yourself through me
You’ve tied your knot inside me
You’re tangled up about me
You refuse to let me go.
Teacher, teacher
I need help on this question
I’m trying my best
But I need a suggestion
But teacher, teacher
Instead of rote memorization
Instead of formulas and dates
Stretched in all directions,
a reflection of where you stand.
Left in, to fend with no defense,
horizons end is arid sand.
Tongue is numbed, a dry sponge
in your mouth on which you choke.
I want to sleep...I really do. He's calling just beyond the avenue. Tight curb, love in the low life suburbs. Patiently waiting for me.Sich schminken to hide a brutally gentle tide.
Lord,
I know I’m nowhere near your model image
For what a good human is
I come here with nowhere left to turn
Exiled from my home
I wondered how
Someone so angelic as you
Could have turned out to be
The demon that broke my heart
And then I remembered
That Lucifer too
Was once an angel.
10+11 are the days I should stay home
Your mother called. She asked me what you want for dinner, chicken or spaghetti?
How can I be special at home?
I walk with no soul and mind, just the thought of youI walk with no gold or silver, just a dead rose in my hand The moon doesn't smile tonightTonight i walk with Demons from HellThe Sun won't set me free no moreI am alone and will never be remembe
Wounds from my past still sting. I try not to bring myself to that time again. Why can't things just be like when I was a kid? Having no knowledge of anything. Just care-free and dumb.
I'm juat a simple girl
lost without a soul
I long for someone
someone who would love me
You came into my life
you let me know i have a heart
You helped me discover my soul
"Daddy?"
"Yes, Sweetheart"
"I love you"
I write for the one who gave me brown hair and eyes,
For the one who sang me my favorite lullabies.
The swing set he built, my rocking horse by hand,
Tender little treasure,
I can see how broken you are;
How much pain you hold secret inside.
Hide away!
Close yourself off from unwanted destruction.
Shy away from those who may hurt you.
Hell is his empty syringe
And the searing pain of his emptiness.
Hell is the heat of the absence
That grows hotter in his presence.
Hell is the tears that evaporate
When told “do or die”
When the fight to stay alive
When the gun is at my head
I will not deny the Lord.
I stand with empty hands,
Scars on my wrists,
I didn’t know life would hurt like this.
Blood flows from an open wound,
Tears fall and burn,
Don’t get too concerned.
A glimpse of light behind me,
Darkness is encircling me,
I know not where I am.
Fear is the side effect,
Spawned from the isolation
Of my imminent demise.
Adrenaline fueled aggression,
You send monsters to kill me,
Yet sings that I never die.
How is it that you praise my ending-
And hold your breath as I wake?
As if I’m just your trojan pond.
They lay with no bed,
They lay with no sheet,
They stay on the floor,
They stay with out heat,
They sleep with no dream,
They sleep with only fear,
They wake with no love,
They wake with a tear,
hell is when you cannot stop the tears
and you're stuck alone on a public bus
and everyone stares at you with pity
while you cry silently and pray to God
that you don't break into sobs.
and you do.
Just an angel in Hell
Trying to get to Heaven
The closer she makes it to the in-between
The further away Heaven seems
One day she'll make it there
Until then, she'll keep fighting her demons
What's wrong with this world that we live in?
Sometimes I want to give in, and give up, and go down
and watch us spin around
this dark place, this dark space,
this rough place, that I'm in,
I am so torn
Like aborted babies that aren’t born
Separated and thrown into a furnace
To be burned up because of people’s purpose
To reign as kings,
Though he called them gods
Little g’s
