This Isn'T Hell This Is Life Poem by Heart of Ice Die Die Die

With all that we ahve lost,
You would think that the world would show us it's mercy.
But it does not.
This world holds nothing for me but pain and suffering,
With all it's death and viciousness.
With all it's disease and remorse for things that don't actually matter.
I have become accustomed to this living hell,
But what of those around me?
Do they live in the same world as me?
Or are they spared?
I walk with my head held high into the inferno that is my life.