Living in Hell
In this abyss, I dwell, where suffering's might
Holds sway, and anguish reigns, both day and night
The flames of pain, they flicker, high and bright
A constant reminder, of my endless fight
The air is thick, with sorrow's heavy pall
And every breath, is a struggle to enthrall
The weight of my despair, it presses down on all
Leaving me crushed, and helpless, to withstand at all
Yet still, I search for solace, a respite from pain
A moment's peace, a glimmer of hope to regain
But like a mirage, it vanishes, and I remain
Trapped in this hell, where torment is my bane
And so I suffer, in this living hell
A prisoner of pain, with no escape to tell.
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