Description: We all regret something we've done.
from what i deserve i will not run.
My Own Hell -------------------------------------------
Shall it be said
When I am dead
I’ve found a way
To keep my head
I like it best
This peaceful rest
My will bequest
I wait by those
In heavens nest
I look down upon
Where I’m now gone
From the world
I once was fond
Now at this gate
I stand and wait
For how long will
This moment take
Now the time
Has come to pass
But I will not
be allowed to pass
I kick and thrash
Fall down a shaft
Which at the bottom
My ass is grass
They sound the bell
My soul has fell
Tormented in
What’s known as hell
The things I’ve done
To buy this cell
I’ll never tell
This pain in vain
I hold my shell
I do deserve
this time I serve
To circle through
This endless curve
My deeds so wrong
I now must hear
The devils song
Which hurts my ear
Sounding so strong
Lasting so long
I feel it through
The fun they make
My heart they take
My soul they break
Blood forms a lake
Complaining not
This pain I sought
To get what I got
My actions brought
My soul will rot
I feel the pain
But will not die
I’ll never die
And never cry
You wonder why
I made this hell
I will not lie
I enjoyed this. I may be completely off, but a topic that comes through for me is accepting what you've sown, so to speak. We may not be wanting to accept it, but in the end, we have to realize, we all get what we deserve. My only issue is the format, but that's a personal issue.
Submission Name: My Own Hell
