It's over.
You cannot lift me, I cannot be raised.
I am too heavy for your heart to carry.
I am a dead weight to the universe.
Too heavy to fly up towards Heaven.
Heavy enough to seep into the realms of Hell.
To be dragged down through the surface of the Earth and be pulled deeper into the depths of it.
Being thrown effortlessly into the deathly lava.
Unable to experience death, able to experience pain.
It burns my skin, it makes my body scream.
I deserve this.
You cannot lift me.
I cannot be raised.
I am too heavy.
I am too far below the surface.
I am in Hell.
I am Hell.
I am a dead weight to the universe.
You cannot lift me.
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Heavy
PoetryA poem expressing hate and anger: a poem expressing how it feels to be hated. And to only be excepted by Hell.
