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Brought into Hell by them,

Forced to live in Hell by them,

Most of the time I hate living,

Alone with only myself,

And of course ‘IT’ too,

Keeping me ‘company’ when I’m alone,

I guess I’m never quite alone,

Although I feel it,

In my room, with family, friends.



Trapped in this world,

Everything’s always my fault,

I wasn’t even there; I’m blamed,

The only ones to appreciate me,

My lover, two closest friends,

And even ‘IT’ doesn’t like me,

Trapped soul in eternal damnation,

I’m not one of them,

They can’t accept that,

That’s why it’s always my fault.



Slit my wrists,

Take me away from this Hell,

Away from my lover is Hell too,

Same with my friends,

I don’t care much for my family,

Trapped over hills from my lover,

The only one who came was ‘IT’,

The only one who’s always with me,

The only one who can’t die if I don’t,

An ‘immortal’ being,

Dead to the world always appealed to me,

If I died id hurt my lover and friends,

The only people I couldn’t ever hurt!



I wondered what Hell was like,

Until I realised,

I was already there!