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Author Name: Freejohncarter 8 Comments
Date Added: March 03, 2007 11:03:48 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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There is a hell

Inside my shell

But to no one

Can I tell.


I wish my torment

Inside was dormant

A latent fear no more important

I shout but no one can hear.


The deafening silence


Could only ever subside

With the rising tide of my re-awakening.


This room that I am trapped in

A space I occupy

Will take this vision that I have one day.

And strike it from my eye.








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Comment By: FreeAntony Frank on March 6, 2007 02:48:33 PM Report
Great poem... describing personal hell.  Well written.



Comment By: PremiumVizualEnsemble on March 5, 2007 06:56:57 AM Report
John this is awesome!! A living Hell deep within....some escape, others don't.

No one could ever seem to understand our own personal Hell. Yes, I do agree

with Richard, we do create our own Hell, so therefore we must release ourselves from

its binding grips. Great write!


Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on March 4, 2007 06:40:19 PM Report
OH, yeah...I have experinced my own private Hell. There is no-one you can really turn to for understanding..I loved the "torment-dormant-important" rhymes, John. Very inventive rhyming. I always like to see that in a rhyming poem...len
Comment By: FreeAdri on March 4, 2007 12:16:52 PM Report

Personal hell is worst then any outsider can understand...  I am thinking of you my friend.  All my prayer’s and hope to you.
Adri x

Comment By: Freeb doneff on March 4, 2007 09:38:27 AM Report
John, hell can be so many things. For each of us,. there is something different, and I do hope you can manage to esacpe yours whatever it is..B., handing you a handful of courage and hope.
Comment By: FreeGraham Jones on March 4, 2007 06:11:33 AM Report
A hell of ones own making is indeed a hell on earth John. good write though.
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on March 3, 2007 09:22:32 PM Report
John, We have our hell daily and it consumes us until we can't breath.. A silence.. a void and a shroud that clings like a black death....My wish for you is to find the candles of light that flicker in the eyes of loves embrace.
 Your Angel  
 HUgs ~ She Whispers

Comment By: FreeRichard Michael Cronin on March 3, 2007 03:26:26 PM Report
I think we all create our own hell. good poem


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