Hell

by kistenbabe

Just a poem I wrote about Dean and his time in Hell. It does start out kinda depressed, but it turns out 'better' in the end. Rated T because..it isn't a happy subject. First time ever posting so take it easy on a rookie. Thanks! Also, if you guys really like this, I might be persuaded to write in Sam's perspective...it's up to you though. So please review!

1. Chapter 1

Ripped apart.

Torn to pieces.

Shredded into bits.

Metal teeth clawing,

Claws digging in,

Into my flesh.

Torture.

Everyday.

Torture.

Every second.

Torture.

Can't break.

Torture.

Won't break.

Torture.

White-hot pain.

Torture.

For Sam,

Torture.

My Brother.

Torture.

Can't breathe.

Torture.

Can't think.

Torture.

For Him.

Torture.

He is nameless.

Torture.

Brown hair.

Torture.

Hazel eyes.

Torture.

Love him.

Torture.

Fear not Dean Winchester, for the Lord is with you.

Torture.

Torture.

Torture.

Torture.

TORTURE.

TORTURE.

TORTURE!

White Light.

Smell.

Dirt.

Hole.

Earth.

Breath.

Free.

Sky.

Blue.

Grass.

Free.

Flowers.

Tree.

Beauty.

Free.

Free!

FREE!

Him.

Sam.

Must find.

Sam.

Sammy.

Baby brother.

Home.

I am...

Home. Soon.

Sam is Home.