From the lake of fire
to the snake of desire
I am lonely.
Hell is carrying around loneliness with you
it grows out of all perspective
it grows with you
it starts with a child’s heart
of wanting acceptance and love
people’s love
then it turns into anger and rage
that you cannot have those connections you yearn for
that you burn for
in later life
a maddened heart torn apart of the fear
that you will never see one person from one day to next to make meaningful conversation
that ache in your heart becomes more than a sensation
You learn that your needs won’t ever be met
that life has caught you in its net
But you are forever alone.
No one knows what you go through
in truth even if they saw your entire life
their perspective wouldn’t change
or see yours, isn’t it strange?
to be cast adrift in world that promises much
and delivers very little
hearts grow cold and brittle
and they break in many ways
Not just in half in the centre
you may plan your ventures
you may look for adventure
but your only friend is you
and love is only love if that’s the truth
