Personalhell Stories

just me and my own personal art hell

Short prose on an escape from personal hell

¿Cómo seria estar encerrado en tu propio infierno personal?¿Como seria?¿Que te perseguiría? ¿Qué es lo que necesitas para escapar de el? Todos tenemos una misión en vida y no tendremos derecho a entra al paraíso hasta cumplir nuestra otra misión en nuestro infierno personal...

What if this was heaven, you laugh but you know the saying, "This feels like my own personal hell?" well what if we each live in our own personal hell or heaven depending on our past lives. And what if the all of the past lives, still haunt you in the form of nightmares? Would it be easier to know your past selves transgressions or to be hopelessly naïve to why your life is blessed or cursed? These are all things our lovely lead will have to find out for themself.

part two of Anxiety

I decided to write this because I want people to know how it feels to be me, but you'll never know who this person is. This could all be made up. But one thing that is true is this person can't write very well. If you somehow figure out its me I would tell you if you're right or wrong, but then I might take down the story. I left out a TON of stuff because I felt like some of the things I did shouldn't be shared. Ps I didn't remember my dream.

What happens when someone steps through those walls and runs through hands along your scars. You wonder why they won't cut away the noose but slowly you start to realize the noose is your own doing. But what happens when two people step their way through those walls? And is my heart going to get broken in the process?