ladycougar 013

My Own Hell - Poem by ladycougar 013

My nightmare is real.
Its has come from
my mind and made
my life hell.
Pure hell.
I cant think straight anymore.
I cant ever hear anyone!
No one.
I stand. still.
As i look everywhere
at every second,
people burn me down,
and kick me,
yell at me,
beat me til i feel nothing.
nothing at all!
I wasnt thinking about
how i was going to get
to work tomorrow
or if my sister was home yet
or even you.
I was thinking how
i created this.
I created my own hell.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 12, 2011

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