In hell


Conflicted by his love and hate
Fighting with his demons as he walks through hell

Furious resentment toward himself
Torn between the rights and wrongs, a difference he can’t tell

Anger boils inside his vains
A loosing battle nearing an end, deep within the monster dwell

His repressed pain erupts
Onto the innocents his fury rain, before he resigns back within his shell.

His heart an abyss
Turning away from the scene of his crimes, lost in the darkness of his innermost hell.


About linntesli

I am a Norwegian writer, author of the Reborn series, and a social worker. I love to write, and it has been a passion of mine ever since I knew how to put pen to paper. I hope my love of magic and make-believe will touch the spirit of others out there, who share my passion for fantasy, or just the need to read :)
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