I think you mean Hell.
Burning, continuous pain.
I'd rather do almost anything else.
It's the only way though.
So I endure the hill of Hell.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Poetry
PoésieMy feelings are written So I may find peace I hope you relate To these words as you read
The Hill
I think you mean Hell.
Burning, continuous pain.
I'd rather do almost anything else.
It's the only way though.
So I endure the hill of Hell.
