Letters From Hell

Everything isn't about heaven,

Or clouds and stars.

Somethings just dwell in hell,

While the demon counts down your hours.

You don't even know just yet,

How bad the world can be.

Because when I look to the horizon,

There's only so far I can see.

There's a hell which surrounds me

And the demon is my soul.

You think the flames are bearable,

But trust me,

They tear you apart.

As I write this letter from hell,

There’s a lot I try to impart.

You don't even know just yet,

How bad this world can be.

Because when I look up,

There's only more fire that I can see.