Satin's Playground Poem by Griffin Macbeth

Hell to me is a bottomless hole,
Where the devil awaits to steal your soul.

A place where you wither and rot among the flames,
A mere player in the devil's games.

A place where hope burns beneath the fear,
Hoping that even in Hell, God remains near.

A place where the crazy and psychotic run free,
Wreaking havoc to no avail in the blood red sea.

A place where snarls and growls replace smiles.
And a desert of sorrow, goes on for miles.

A place where you pay for the lies and the sins,
Trapped in eternity...where the end begins.

A place where a greater being controls all fates,
Nobody wants to go there,
But many find the gates.