Private Hell Poem by Sean Green

The private hell is construed
from the warped inner truth
verity gone as consequence
in the landscape that grace forgot

"a lie" says the honest man
without the reference of the condemned
who knows worth has been lost
against the angst of inner thoughts

this tableau without regard
for salvation that's possible
to maintain a modicum
of a shelter against the storm

instead the abyss is embraced
a netherworld without the sun
reflecting a void felt within
waiting for the world to fade.

© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved.20190917.