whoever understood the burning sacrifice of hell?
to those in this pit of unimaginable suffering, it is not hot of temperatures unbearable, but hot with the humiliation and heavy sin weighing them down.
the arrival of a new unkept soul was icy, minds broken beyond recognition, disfigured bones ying in agony and pain, sin spreading across skin like a plague.
electricity raged with heavy anger, dark clouds raging with disability and disturbed souls.
flames engulf our every thought, the slow burning sensation of our restrictions chaining us to the ice of our chambers, these heat waves melting the surrounding resolve and we become the embodiment of all that is evil.
we indulged in every sin handed to us, ripped it apart with hungry mouths and fought with feisty hands.
too sweet, we chant in illusioned harmony.
its too sweet, too evil.
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Poetryearth → purgatory → heaven // hell ↓ illusion my poem compilation from the past year ♤ lowercase intended ♤
