Hell,
That’s where I’m now
Between Love and Hate
In a world of darkness
Surrounded by doubts and sorrow
Only to rot in my own problems
No light, no joy
Only misery
No music, no singing
Only loud cries for help
While devils poke my backside with their tridents
Madness, anger, fear
Fires scorching my bare feet
Which are already plagued by blisters
No escape except the one thing that’s out of my reach
Her love…