Poems In Paragraphs

To Hell and Back

Welcome to life...welcome to hell. You will be beaten and crushed and defeated and told you don't matter. Told that you're not important, that you're not good enough. The things you care for won't even notice you, or even worse; they will aknowledge you...and they will care for you....and then...then once they are the most important thing to you, your life seems complete, this life is heaven, but this is merely an illusion....hell has disguised itself as heaven, and without a trace, those people whom were so important dissappear. But they never dissappear, not really, for this is hell, you can never forget the happiness you lost, and the sorrows you were given, and that replaced the joy, they follow you, reminding you. And all this is just one aspect of this hell. In here everything will turn against you, you will be given support, only so that it can be taken away. Life laughs at you, because every time you're given the support, you have that little shimmer of hope, that this time it might hold...but it never does. Everything caves in on you, you have nowhere to turn but inside...and here is where you find what actually makes this hell...hell...with nowhere else to turn you look inside, only to find that you are also against youself...you look inside, only to find the devil that was running the whole thing. And you will run, you will find pockets of safe havens called distractions...but they do not last long. Before you enter into this world you must realize that there will be light. Most of this light is fake, for those lucky enough to have found the real light, to touch and be yours, are the lucky ones. They dont leave this hell, but going through it, seems like it is not a challenge any more. But everyone must traverse this, and keep running... but you can never out run yourself, you can only keep going, and keep running and trying and distracting, until one day...you look at yourself and realize...its over.

This race against youself that should never end, thought it would never end, and it did, and for just a second, you are released from this hell and are able to traverse into this state of awareness called life. And so you look down at yourself...and releasing you from its grasp was the worst thing for hell to do. You look down and see a frail old frame of what was once a person...and this hell has passed you by, and you didn't enjoy every faint light and support fake or real, for you focused on this hell. You trusted no light, you feared all of them would end you, so you did not enjoy them and you suffered without taking a chance. And you finally realize this just as you escape this hell...you realize what you could have done...and what you didn't do...and it is the last laugh of this thing we call life, and you fade away hearing this laugh echo throughout your soul...hell let go...something worse came in, and you reached your end, done, obliterated.

Now look back up...you are still young, you still have time, do not make the same mistake as others, take that chance, while you still can...this chance... it leads to light...or a deeper circle of hell...and you will never know...so be prepared I warn you, be prepared, for I wasn't, and I ended up in the same place you are in now...welcome back to hell.