Living Hell

Living Hell by Sean Roche

There might be alot on your mind,
in your cold selfish heart.
your pain is nothing compaired to my anguish.
you have supressed your on emotions,
blocked out everything we have known.

you say i let you out but you locked yourself away.
You shattered my already damaged soul, you've scarred my spirit.
I am gone for your own dark guilty pleasures.

The curse you suffer from is an affliction of your own design.
your courage is false like your god of a lover.
you failed to save me from the evil you hated.

you were my comfort, my happiness...
now your bitter memories that circle in my twisted mind.
the blood you try to be is tainted, defiled for all who touch it.

you were the apple from the tree of knowledge,
rotten to the core.
I got that fateful bite when you left me, showing me the coldness locked inside.
you were no quick buzz to me, no an everlasting symbol of misery.

now your an image of my very own living hell


response to...

"I have thought alot this week.. and i have had many people think of me i am sure..

there is something inside me that i can feel..

it pulls at my heart and leaves me in pain..

i think it is something that use to be good..

something that i have had to hold within me.. to suppress..

when you come around i feel it.. it wants to get out..

you were the first one to let it out..

my soul.. you let it free.. and i did not suffer..

now.. that you are gone.. i move forward..

but my heart stays behind.. because you hold it tightly in your dirtied hands..

the worlds filth.. the humans who know nothing but crave everything.. have muddied your hands and my heart..

it is an infection that will not clear, a wound that will not heal.. and i can not leave it alone..

i pick at it and bring blood to the surface everyday.

it is my new curse.. and i hate it more then anything..

the element that ripped my life.. and dulled my eyes to the world of the living..

i do not want.. to die... but i am caged.. my soul is caged.. and until she is gone..

and i have my path.. my courage and my guide.. i will remain in this encloser..

my eyes do not hold that part of me.. i do not let it out... only with you...

the one who thinks of me.. when he is with another..

you can not leave me alone.. i will not let you go so you can come back if it's meant to be..

i already know it is.. and i will not let you go to get taken by the evil of the world..

you hold some inside.. but you refuse to use it.. cept against me..

which one will you hurt to save the other... i am your comfort.. your happiness.. you love and your heart...

she is chocolate..a quick fix, delicious yes, but.. short.. a small buzz..

i am blood.. deeper.. thicker, more fulfilling then any other.. a taste that remains for eternity...

never does it dull.. never does it sour...

you must hurt her yes.. but you are not the one for her.. so it will not hurt as much as you think.. which would you have..? happiness.. with the one you want to be happy.. and makes you happy? or a quick buzz.. with the one you live to make happy.. ?"

i give credit to the witch who wrote that