Short poems

"Inside of Hell"

Lightning forms inside of my body like I'm inside of a storm cloud,

Sparks exploding as the sting of pain travels through me.

My mind starts to talk to me, sending endless threats to my present excuse of a life that I was dealt.

My soul calls out for help as my traitorous body rips away evilly at it, piece by piece.

Blood and shame and betrayal make their slow way to me and I try my best to make it go away.

Fear is stuck in my mouth, and I try and swallow it back, further and further back.

I do everything and anything to make sure I'm still in one piece, fearing for my life that I won't be.

I stand against the cold, rusty, wall to balance myself when I realise that I'm not, indeed, in one piece.

That devil, that demon, looms over me, glancing down to calculate the perfect time to pounce.

I sense an outbreak of fear in myself as I look at him, it, lurking, taking its precious time.

I'm alone, afraid, and desperate to be anywhere but here, so I run.