I feel caged in with these rotted bars
Fire burning the walls that never gets destroyed
Chains that brand my skin as I try to escape
Heat consumes my skin as it burns my body
Flesh being torn as wips slash my back
Demons laugh and are enjoying my screams
Pain is all I know
Pain is the only feeling here
This is my Hell
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Poems Of The Unknown
PoesíaDifferent ways of life is not important, but the experience of life is. The world works in mysterious ways, but its up to us to decide what path we chose. Evil or Good. Dark or Light.
