hell is not deep
not lava not red
hell is in my head
up and down
hell is lying in bed
with a compressed skull
hell is fed up
with itself
share me it says
you are being selfish
spread me it says
you are riding on a death trip
anyway,
i will keep you to myself hell
you’re mine now, just try to get away,
how does it feel hell?
you won’t escape
not from my hands at least
ill hold on tight,
and you
will die
with me.