Hell

Fire and brimstone. Demons and devils. This is what most would imagine hell as.
 
But hell isn’t below but above.  
It surrounds us daily to cloud our minds.  
It eclipses the good within, to bring the hate and envy to the surface of our existence.  
 
It influences our lives and have us accepting false idols as truth tellers  
It turns boys into men and girls to women before their time.
It corrupts the innocent and turn them to crime just to survive.  
 
This hell is on the surface and it never rest. It makes the weak feel strong with the pull of a trigger.  
It makes the strong look weak if they express their issues.
 
It feeds into our egos, to make us less humble.
It will have us start wars with each other over material things.  
It will turn friends into enemies…family into foes.  
 
This hell was formed to silently devour us when right, while perpetuating the loud and wrong.
It destroys hope and instill fear
It fills us with regret for our past
To have us hesitate moving forward to our true future.
 
Hell is real, but it’s not fiery pits below; it’s the surface above. It’s present everyday, feeding into our suffrage. Praying on our damnation, as we lead ourselves towards our end. So that it can begin again.