Decent to HELL

Open Minds of Disconcern
Roll through as Times churns
Grasping on Realitys chain
Trying to ingnore the pain

and suffering from deep withen
as all your actions turn to sin
Living a nightmare as it seems
you can't wake from the delusional dream

Hanging on to hope the world is still there
Reaching for help yet no one's cares
Down an spired inferno straight to hell
Waiting for death, that simple ring of the bell

Yet it never comes, and your awake; it seems
that the curse has lifted you out of the dream
That is till you hear a scream
Runing, undetected, unseen

Finding the ones you loved dead on the floor
Tears couldn't supress your fears as you see an open door
you walk in, the door slams shut
all is quiet and dark; but

You see a light at the end of a long hall
Your fears subside into nothing at all
You reach your goal steping into the light
The lights fade out, as there's nothing but night

You glance down at the floor,
Just before you fall thru the trap door
An Eternaty it seems that rings the bell
As your destainy is clear, to relive every pain,

Fear,
Tortue,
Hate,
and suffering

On your wayward trip...
    ...Your Decent into hell...