After you There's Hell
I'm here on borrowed time. I never expected to live this long. I will return more everviligent because of you. After I leave my heart will be broken, my skin will crawl and my will will be that of a dying man. I can feel it now, all my sins covering me in the blood of my unborn. Why you might ask? It's because after you there's hell. In this hell I cannot be myself because I am no one. I am spat apon, degraded and scorned for things not of my own faults. I trusted thee with all thy heart but within this trust I failed to reconize the pain behind the smile. That smile should have been easily seen for I too control a facade that enshrouds all that is me, all that is my darkness. I hate the hell that I have created for myself, this was never your fault but I had hoped for peace during my stay. Fighting hell is not a thing that I wish for, for it is never a winning battle, only a surrviving one. You are the one I fight for. You hide from me like your predecessors but you need not, for if this persists you are none better. I love you dearly ,but I too loved them. You will never see this because your reactions will be some of youth and ignorance. When you grow hopefully this message will be something that you don't want to destroy or something I won't forget.I have realized you will never truely know me or appriciate me. So I leave my heart where it belongs...in hell.
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