So this is hell

by Pal3skin

Edmund struggles with the knowledge of Aslans sacrifice for him. Keeping his feelings bottled up within himself, and having no one to pour out his soul to. :::please R 'n R, I had a hard time figuring out my summary:::

So this is hell

I shake, hearing the echoing voices trail through my head. Calling me to their depths. I clutch my skull, screaming cursing them. Their shadows cold, their eyes blank. Piercing my mind with their whispers. My fingers tugging my hair, while despair and anger shatter me. I shudder , feeling their cold hands caress me. Taking my strength. Leading me to darkness, and into the clutches of death. A cold wind, peaceful stillness, and a shock of agony, so this is hell.

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Ok, sorry if you don't really agree with the section or rather category, that I placed this poem in, but sometimes I just write, and then don't know where to put my work. Well, hope you enjoyed it, anyways, thanks for reading. And please review!!!!!I beg you, just review!!!

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