In Hell You Sing Poem by Zachary Hoyt

You were all my anything and everything could be
I'm sick of seeing your face in all my dreams.
If I could only just erase the thoughts of you
id give anything just to be let free

the sun digging into its shallow grave
with no remorse for its rise

I've injected my self with your filth
my stomach begins to churn
my insides are decomposing
the only thing I'm going to miss is your self loathing

my eyes wide awake
the inside of my mind begins to shake
the thoughts of you crack open into my skull
no longer will my heart turn a deeper blue

for every foot i dig
brings me a second closer to the end

your grave will rot your bones
but in hell your soul will decompose
with maggots deepening into your body
what you did to me the first time,
thinking the second time made me forget

i watched her drown in her puddle of waist
is it any different than what she did to me
my heart she will bring, deepening into hell
when im done with her, only blood will out pour