The Hell We Live

Being un-happy and wondering what about hell
As I stand here waiting to walk
through the doorway to hell
seeing people that you once knew

Looking at all there faces seeing
the fear, and pain of the horror
that was put on them, and in front
of there lifeless bodies.

We all are like flies on a pile of
crap eating decayed flesh that
is feeding on our souls of happiness
that we once knew long ago

Crying out to any one to help
us or to listen so they will not
end up in this place we all
call hell.

we all live in our own hell which is our life

**please let me no what you think.

By Bobbie Peoples
Published: 2/6/2009
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