Hell
This is Hell
You just want help
Escaping this hell-hole
"Help," they cry, hoping someone would come to rid them of their misery.
Nobody comes.
They may not have heard, or they simply don't care.
Maybe they're too busy to stop and lend a hand.
Aren't we all?
He looks at them and makes eye contact for just a second.
But he can't help them, he doesn't know how.
So he does what he does best.
He runs away.
He slinks away into the shadows until there is nothing left but the darkness.
And the lost souls wonder sadly, why didn't he help us?
Hell is other people
It isn't just something some believe in like Heaven
Hell is real
I'm not sure about Heaven
But I know one thing
I want to leave this place
This world is Hell