Dipped in Hell

This is what it is
To be
Dipped
in Hell
Death rings its toll…
Tossed on waves
Without control
Thrown up on shore
Like nothing more…
Than discarded
Crumpled
Paper
Eyes that blankly stare
With nothing there…
Yet a heart still beats
Beneath the looks
Of
A corpse complete
The flames do burn
With consuming worms
Screams and cries
From
Deep inside
Thrown up on shore
Like nothing more…
Than discarded
Crumpled
Paper
Eyes that blankly stare
With nothing there…
This is what it is
To be
Dipped in
Hell

Sasa Smith

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