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Purgatorio: A life of Pain

Neither living nor dying;

just content; but barely

 

Every day, fades so quick,

because I ignore

 

I try to fast forward it to the end;

so I can die quicker

 

The pain in the moment is hard to bare;

and so we drink to help us function

 

Our minds were not buiilt to for this horror;

every day seems to kill us more and more

 

If you could just be free;

it would be so easy

 

the pain and the suffering you taste

would become bland

 

And you would tire of the sensory experience;

and lust after something less nerve wracking

 

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Hell Hath No Fury

Out of the lake

of fire he

emerges

 

Cleansed of

his doubt

and fears

 

Anew;

a will

never stronger

 

Despite the setbacks;

ready to take back

what is his

 

Sweet solace

sweet revenge

in his mind's eye

 

Fire's lighting,

hells burning

 

Angel reborn,

a demon's return

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Wound

The beast never sleeps,

this hunger is endless,

this pain is infinite,

these wounds never heal,

because I am the wound,

constantly trying to sew it up 

but failing each time,

as the blood gushes through

and the surface of the skin covered in

that crimson tide, which has forever stained me with it's dye

 

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These Are The Portals Of Evil

 


The body is the portal to which Evil uses to enter the Universe, our World, and our Lives. Evil could not exist without these three portals:


1. Speech
If all Man, Woman and Child said nothing harmful or misleading, conflict and war would not exist. There would still be differences but they would be resolved in favor for all Man, Woman and Child with words of wisdom and concern.
(Our emotions and feelings at the time make up the words that come out of our mouth. Knowing this you should know that while speaking in a destructive mind state you are about to say something harmful and destructive, and it would be wise at this moment to hold your tongue (harsh and demeaning words you can’t take back, should never be heard…be it directly to or spread by rumor). And no Man, Woman or Child should have the need to mislead or lie to another. To end lying we must look at what we lie for, into what we try to accomplish by lying? We lie to make ourselves look honest, we lie to make ourselves look responsible, we lie to gain acceptance, we lie to make ourselves look faithful, we lie to make ourselves look trust worthy, dependable, concerned and kind, we lie to eat well, we lie to live comfortable. We must acknowledge then teach our children and show our families and friends that people who live truly Godly don’t lie to have or be these things; they just do and are.)


2. Body Action
If a hand is not raised, a person is not struck.
If a sword is not waved, a person is not cut.
If a trigger is not pulled, a bullet can’t fly.
If a fire is not set, a home is not burned.  
If a button is not pushed, a missile is not launched.
(Our emotions and feelings at the time; sometimes trigger body reflexes that harms another person be it intent or involuntary, it is uncalled for, unacceptable and avoidable. No one is struck for no reason and out of nowhere; there is always either a difference of emotions, a difference of understanding, a difference in belief, a difference in culture, be it whatever the difference; lack of Love, Concern, Respect or Self-Control, there is no excuse to harm someone else. That is not the way of our Great Creator, God gave us this World to Love one another, to Create and Sing for one another, to Entertain and Invent for one another and to Share Joy with one another.  We are here to live for one another, but we live for self. We want to control everything, but we can’t control ourselves. We want to have it all, but we refuse to share. All problems have an answer that doesn’t involve violence and has a solution that is best for all involved, but it can only be seen through the eyes of truly Godly People, which every Man, Woman and Child should be.)


3. Sign Language
If no Man, Woman or Child made an obscene jester or smirk, no-one would feel intimidated, put down or beneath by another.
(As simple as a wave of a particular finger, the roll of your eyes, and the raise of one of your lips, intimidates and hits as hard as a punch in the face, but a truly Godly person see these actions as silly…as a view into that person’s lost soul and as a warning sign to an unwanted situation about to unfold.)


Controlling these portals doesn’t mean that bad things won’t happen, but it will mean that it didn’t happen because of a Man, Woman or Child, and that’s not Evil; that’s Life, something we all will come together to confront and resolve because of care for one another.


Mankind’s true Greatness is at the mercy of our uncontrolled selves.


Don’t be a portal to Evil. Do your part to live true Life, the way our Great Creator intended.
Control yourself...control Evil’s portals.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

"If we all really wanted change, there would be change." Qoute by Anthony BamBam!! Thomas

It takes more than flour to make a cake.

Please add comments to complete this piece of cake for the World.

It takes us all.

Paradise fallen (my take on paradise lost)

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Chained beaten bloody as they lead
Rotting, walking corpses stare at me
The heat scorches me as I feel blisters on my burning skin
Darkness blinds my vision and a deep hunger begins
Just the taste of waste enters my mouth
Lead me further down the tunnel going south

A whip hits my flesh as blood splatters
I was a sinner and nothing else matters
The winged beings smile at my despair
Tempting me to run almost like a dare
Their dark putrid scaly skin
Their extreme sadistic abuse towards men.

The smell of their breath like rotting fish
To give me one more chance, my final wish
My feet burned black from the rock underneath
“You will be fine” they chuckle as they lie through their teeth
The end of the tunnel is revealed
Complete darkness further in is Hell concealed.

The beasts unchain me and push me through
They smile evilly and exclaim don’t worry nothing can kill you
I fall into complete darkness as I hear cries of pain
Burning my body all over like boiling rain
Stumble around in the complete black
My attention changes quickly as I hear a loud crack

Far away to my right surrounded by hellfire
I see Beelzebub king of the liars
One unlucky soul facing him in judgment
Beaten and broken till he lay bent
Twitching and crying till he is carried away
He is still alive but a puddle of blood is where he now lay

My stomach feels as if it’s going to digest itself
I see nothing and know nothing except for myself 
I taste nothing but the foulness of this place
I am a sinner and I have fallen from grace
Punishment by cries of remorse
Pain, screaming voices go hoarse

Stab in my side as I hear a snicker
A hideous fallen angel causes my mental health to fall sicker
I am doomed for eternity
I am in more pain then I ever thought I could be
So much torture and it never ceases

Trying to keep my mind together but its broken in pieces.

Complete isolation
Total damnation
Mourning on and on hours end to end
My soul so dead can’t be mended
Cracks of whips and steady marching keep me alert
My stomach so empty my whole body hurts

Forced to constantly march as my feet stay burned and black
I beg you Beelzebub to please let me go back
Flesh torn from my body from the ragged demons
I beg for your mercy lord Jesus
There is no reply because I am all alone
I no longer feel like a person but just a worthless drone

I hear a loud crack as my body jolts upward
I open my eyes and they peer forward
I see the white wall and people around me
I see fresh light and I know this can’t be
I move my arm as I hear the doctors rush
I start crying and speak but I am quickly hushed

I got out the hospital three days later
Many fear death but I fear so much greater
Got my life back on track fixed it all
When I woke up felt like running into a brick wall
I had been pardoned another chance from him
No longer is it in sin that I swim

I am sure that I visited hell when I was out
The pain the suffering all so devout
Granted a pardon by my Lord Jesus Christ
I am now saved trying to get right
Wife didn’t meet the same fate
She died when we crashed at youre gate

Saved woman didn’t share my adventure
Of course I am going to miss her
However I will eventually be north instead of south
No longer a victim of sin’s gaping mouth
As a word of advice for all the foolish
Hell…It is not meant for the squeamish

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is a story I wrote in poem form about hell. It is very image filled.

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