The Everlasting Hell
Why am I the only one,
Who hates their life?
It’s too much strife.
Too much stress that holds me down,
It makes me cry,
It makes me frown.
I want to throw my life away,
It shows no gain,
Towards my aim.
I feel my life is just no good,
Even though through it’s time,
It should,
Show improvement through the days,
The weeks, the months,
And even the years.
But it just gets worse through every hour.
And no one cares,
That my life cowers,
Beneath the light of each new day,
Hiding myself,
Shying away,
From the everlasting hell,
That my life,
Is forced to dwell.
