Hell

The underworld is described by many as a horrid place.
A place of fire and brimstone and constant torture of the mind and body.
While no one can say for sure that this is true,
The plane that many of us exist in matches the description to a T.

Many are put through constant testing and trial.
Failure nips at their heels like fire.
They are in a state of persistent agony and pain.
Their bodies feel as weak as paper.

There are very few ways to regain comfort within the many planes of existence.
The few ways are often seen as horrible or lazy.
Many are even seen as downright unacceptable by some.
To take comfort in a person is the rarest way of comfort that this plane has.

It is a difficult thing to entrust someone with your darkest days.
It is even more difficult to entrust someone with your best.
The knowledge of someone knowing you can be better than your worst,
Is gut wrenching.

It is the most horrid feeling that can settle in one’s head.
The guilt of knowing that you can not always be good enough.
The self hatred that settles in one’s chest.
The yearning of death within one’s heart and soul.

This is the feeling of hell incarnate.
It is a feeling that sticks to the back of your head.
It is a feeling that will never leave.
It is the only thing that is guaranteed to stay with you until death do you part.