Repentance in Hell

Murderous black

Deafening silence

Defying chills

Wobbling knees

Shivering limbs

My throat hurts.

Did I choke?

Great. What now?

Bleeding.

What?

Misty thoughts.

Voices.

Yes!

Voices of the departed.

Stunned

Horrified

No!

Maybe yes.

Am I?

On my feet,

I struggled to stand.

On tough detached ground,

I fell.

This can’t be.

Flashback.

Shattered glasses all over

My room tedious as ever

Blood

I grasped the sheets.

I shrieked.

My mom

Crying.

Where’s dad?

Gone.

I turned around,

Oh crap.

I really wish I didn’t.

I darted as fast as I can.

I tripped.

Stumbled outside my door.

I froze.

My room again.

Eyes fixed on once were mine.

Unbearable one, I might speak.

I cursed. My tongue cursed.

I can’t stand the scene.

My body….

Hanging…

Arms and thighs bleeding…

Blood streaming…

My bed…

Bloody red…

My mom…

As pale as lead.

NO!

I closed my eyes. Wished I was dreaming.

Silent scream.

My eyes still closed.

Concentrate. Breathe.

Rotten smell.

Dying cries.

The hell am I?

I opened my eyes.

Rotten flesh.

Devouring eyes.

Twisted bones.

Dripping blood.

Awful smell.

Pain.

Pain of body and soul.

I moaned

Cried

Silent cries.

Tears finally fell.

To the grounds of hell.