trapped in hell

let your inner darkness out

The Fiery emblazoned worms with scorpion tails never dieth....
They eat away ever at your flesh as your soul forever be consented.

The demons where the faces of all those you have hurt.  They smile in evil pleasure.  As they
give even greater more deeper pains with your girth.

The smoldering air crackles and storms of sulfuric acid fall.  Melting your eyes over and over and over but still you see all.

Then Lucifer sitting in his throne laughs and points and your helpless and perishing heap.
Your destiny now has long befallen you.
For now you shall forever sow what you have reaped.

Then a zillion acid dripping flaming judges gavels.  Float toward you as you cower.  They
swarm and beat you beyond comprehension.  And
tear you apart from countless and innumerable
eternal hours.  

Secretly in our heart we know and fear this truth.  The repetition of Hells horrific tormentors.  Await the sinful for this darkened
and bleak macabre soup.

"True Hate"

I could burn this place down  
as many times as I'd like in my mind,  
without any sympathy  
for the girl or her mother  
who live beneath me.  
That bitch gave me a look  
when I opened the front gate  
like I was an equal to the  
garbage behind the back gate,  
so I channeled it as a fantasy;  
I would torch this place away,  
I would hope the trees  
that are as dry as me catch like  
wicker together like a flaming string,  
so the whole town can burn down,  
Hell well then have the world  
burn like a comet,  
an asteroid flying around  
out of the void of space,  
I can imagine the universe ablaze,  
the stars already are,  
and I stand as a cigarette  
lights itself in my hand  
consumed by the fire  
I created, all by the power of imagination  
all because of that stare at the gate,  
all created by true hate.

i only got a ten second lot at heaven... but my jugdement day. god
said to me you cant stay here.. you took your own life.. this place
is for people you who lived their life... and accpeted life for
what it was.. damn god is what i thought... god: you must go to
HELL.. in a blank of a eye i saw satan.. ughhhh i had my own person hell
it was me reliving the day i died... i took a blade to my lifeless
wrist and cut ass deep as i can.. i loved every moment of it.. i layed back
and took my last breathe. closed my eyes... i loved every moment of it...
but i hate it now... cause the fact is now am in HELL

Think Hard

The sun beats down on the just and unjust,
      It seems we’re walking on Hell.
Pick your time in the shade is a must,    
      An umbrella will only help cover you a short time dealing with hail.
No matter where you are the grass is green,
      Got to make it happen don’t be scared to fail.
You can cut the grass but don’t decide to grade,
      When you can get a career were you deciding your raise.
So get it how you live don’t be afraid,
      In the wake of pain and struggles your soul awakes.
Follow your dreams until you get laid,
      That’s when the bond to this matrix brakes.
Because this world is a misconception,
       It’s like the one who hates you will give you the praise.
The one that is going to kill you will give you blessings?

Gates of Hell

I fucked it all up
Nothing new
It’s what I do
Murdering trust
the most delicate of a relationship’s features

She struck back
with words as sharp as a prison yard shank
ripping into my soul
leaving me in pain
The agonizing torture
of true depression

My heart races
muscles ache
bones sore
a familiar feeling

Minimal sleep
with needles appearing in every dream
waking me whilst resonating in my mind
Battling with my own demons
whilst I compete for the one thing
that completes my soul
to not disappear

Guilt and fear
directing every thought
driving me closer to those dreams
Self loathing for
not being the man I know I can
causing more
guilt and fear
driving me closer to the needle

Subconsciously the needle brings me peace
as it always has
The conscious thoughts use the spike to
inject the same substance
yet the goal has changed
from feeling tranquility
to feeling peace followed by bodily death
from temporary relief
to a permanent sleep

Spiraling downward to the gates of hell
Tempted to enter
the fiery land of the damned
knowing the flames will burn
yet feeling a comfortable
content familiarity

I long for that warmth
before I’m torched
The numbness that relieves the
guilt
pain
regret
The escape from
self loathing
depression
and most of all
the bitterness
of never feeling so close to another soul
then having it all ripped away

I fucked it all up
because that’s what I do
I don’t know another way
All the love in the world
couldn’t save us now
but I’m fighting for it anyhow
praying for a miracle
that would provide me
the one thing that can save me from myself

I step back from the gates
keeping them in my view
watching the scorching flames
beyond the comfortable warmth
and I pray that she will come down
and snatch me out of here

Then I spot her through the flames
realizing that she is at her own entrance
to the flames
having a similar internal debate

It’s become painfully clear to me
We will either climb out together
or we burn up alone

The internal war continues on...

last day i dont want any slackers

My last breath released from my limp corpse.
My soul outstretched itself my my body and descended into the earth.
I fell through hot plates and magma, not burning me though.
I fell for many hours before I landed in front of an onyx door.
It suddenly grew red.
As it blasted open, thousands of screams unleashed out of this door.
I knew where I was.
I knew where I'd be forever.