Stories tagged “Hell”

  • Fault [3]

    His touch slips I cling With neither fingers nor limbs But the heart grips Silent scream And bile alike rise up In the throat a scorching Which tears cannot quench The frenzied dance does not Stop I cannot breathe Cannot And all around not mustard tr...

    • Author: helig
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • Fault [4]

    All my fault. And tonight laying in my bed Not knowing who does Nightmares and crippling fears confined, Bottled in a stony, icy cave Life goes on, plunging for Judgement by a God that i can no longer find Although i sought

    • Author: helig
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • What we all wish for.

    I didn’t know you all that well But you meant a lot to me.  And now that you’re dead I see you in my dreams. You laugh with me, and talk. I’m glad to see you’re happy.  I’m glad to see You’re finally free Of the ch...

    • Author: MissMay.
    • Posted about 7 years ago.
  • Hell (Mature)

    Fuck I am in hell pain burning pushing pulling no ease no let up constant FIRE FUCK everything who are you FUCK YOU Fuck everyone out of my way FUCK THE WORLD I am in Hell Body trembling no ease no let up constant fire FUCK Endless relief nowhere in ...

    • Author: Face
    • Posted almost 7 years ago.
  • Crumbling

    I stood at a dead end, a dead end that was also my destination. Ten feet forward, a crumbling wall stood across the path. The height of it extended out of sight, the length of it curved out of sight. “Hell fire burns within these walls,” a ...

  • 5 Rivers

    I crossed the river Styx to know the world’s pain. But you’d have to swim it to know mine own… I crossed the river Lethe to try and remember what I’ve lost. But I found myself losing my way due to it’s vast open oblivion&#...

    • Author: Reaver19
    • Posted over 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Deskjob From Hell

    The silk shirt slid easily under his tailored jacket. His hand reflexively touched his silk tie then came to rest on his lap. He didn’t want to be here. The once calming desktop landscape of a stapler, tape dispenser and telephone no longer made ...

  • (Day 30) Awaiting the Sweet Lady (Mature)

    [Gared,] the voice oozed, leaving a trail of… uncomfortable across my mind. I could feel his presence, riding over each ridge and synapse. I stared at the desk, my hands diligently at work while I though more about my mental guest. My mentalgeist...

  • A Tale of Woe and Water

    They thought they could finish me, just sentence me to this interminable hellhole and walk away, thought Spider. They thought they were being clever, making me out to be the unholy Sisyphus, and themselves Zeus! ‘Make an example out of this one, ...

  • 4. I Laughed Myself Away

    Comedy often makes us laugh, if it is done well. Curiously, so does a jolt of sudden fear, if it turns out that the shock was needless and especially if we have been seen in our vulnerable moment and feel self-conscious. Maybe some of the best comedy ...

  • 5. An Image Under Glass

    Campfire, you say? Did I hear someone speak? Picture this, traveler: this is a metaphor. I was tossed onto a raging campfire. It burned me up. This campfire was society. It consumed me. Now I am ashes, preserved forever in a jar. Mount Saint Helen̵...

  • 8. ZXooomed!

    Speed increases as I hurtle my way downwards towards my incipient concussion with some as-yet-unseen ground. At least, I assume there will be something hard below me to impact. This is a mental flight: destination, oblivion, or so I hope. However, as t...

  • 9. Finally, my Solo!

    Pride was something I never had much of, for my own part. I was proud of my parents, proud of my siblings and friends. I was always waiting for the moment I would do something worthy of praise. That moment still hasn’t come, and now in my after l...

  • 10. The Problem with Eternal Reward/Punishment

    Death, I’ve learned, was the cue that the Judge was waiting for. I don’t know if His decision was based on all the facts, or a few selected tidbits, but I went down. Others I know went up. Here in Hell, I’ve had time to think; I figu...

  • 13. Transparent Pride

    “Daughter, dear, come here. Little one, be held by your parent.” Now I have to tell you, my sweet audience of a captive performer, I have no children, save the ‘brain children’ I have summoned for myself as company. Misery loves...