torment

torment, torture, burn in hell 

all of these things locked

within this cell 

I scream, I cry, 

the echoes yell 

the more I purge...

the more that dwell 

I thought that only 

time would tell 

still the scent, the sulfur smell 

I see this yon...a very long spell 

drenched, I drown 

in this deep well

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License