Eternity alone
01.25.06 (9:29 am) [edit]A place that is blackness
In its essence
Where our darkest night
With the color of pitch
Would be perceived
As a light blinding
In its intensity
An existence so cold
So lacking in anything
Isolated
Alone
Were the coldest emotion
Filled with rage and hatred
Would be as a warm soothing fire
Nothingness all around
No one but the self
A void without end
Lacking
Were only fragments remain
Of what was once human
Separated from what it was made for
Hell is not something
It is nothing
Nothing at all
No light
Or warmth
No emotion
Just self and the void