Lost Hope Ot Hell Poem by Lisa Bray

my soul was black and had been frozen to hells sour tastyness.
with you hevenly sweetness you put wormth in my soul.
but the darkness never left completely.
because you said goodbye it had me blinded as a bat.
so guess what your not here to put a flame to the cold icey soul of mine.
im guessing hell has finily got my full awarness and this time its not so sour its sweet like carry pie.
so sweet and satafing.
hard to tell no.
for tonight ill be up all night.
trying to fine my hiden past of hate.
that you put in chans and put away some where deep in the shadows.
ill scream so loud that it will drond your angel like voice out.
and illuse the rest of my strangth to get my past and use it to destory my soul so i can't hurt any more.
the voice in my head is driving me insain and telling me i can live with out you but i say i cant and i wount.
the voice is a man it sounds like my father the way he voice is so deep.
but at the same time its weak and sad for what ill do to night.
when i awaken tomorrow i might not be me ill be a immortel demon.
looking for a reson to kill.
to feel the blood run down my hands and watch the blood splater all over the walls.
and for me i cant be sorry for im dead already.
i died when you told me goodbye.
im sry my love but im not going to stop un till i am out of pain!