Hell Poem by Christopher Cariad

Here I lay,
In the darkest of hells I've ever been in.
Crawling,
Finger nails torn away,
Blood stained on my ripped clothes and skin.
Teeth grinding together and tears
Rolling down my face.
All in an act to escape,
To remove myself from this hell.
Free myself from the pain I brought upon myself.
My one last cry for life came in death.
Here I lay,
Unworthy... Filthy... Lustful... Selfish... Greedy... Dead.