Challenge
If hell exists, what is it like?
Write a poem, describing what you think hell is like. Please tag me to alert me to your entry. (Mass tagging will result in disqualification.)
Hell
The howls of pain.
Skin is peeling.
The liquids of my eyes evaporated
As my eyes slowly melt
And
Run down my face like tears.
Cornea.
Iris.
Pupil.
A futile scream escapes my lips.
A screech stabs my ears.
My teeth quiver and shake.
Yet,
This is only the beginning.
I should have listened.
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