My Inferno

How can I explain this sinking pain?
I think it better kept hidden in vain,
Rather than tell a soul about this horrible game,
Thus becoming a person to blame.

Every night I awake from sinful dreams,
Where the people are split in two teams.
It finds a way to torture my soul,
And daily takes a huge toll.

My head tells me I'm stupid for this feeling,
But my heart feels like it will never stop reeling.
I want to use logic to stop this hurt,
It feels like someone stabbed it without starting the burglar alert.

What I'd give to get out of this Hell,
I think I'll always be under this permanent spell.
The Devil himself tears up my heart,
It's so bad it starts to smart.

The flames keep biting at my wretched tears,
Soon I think I'll have too many fears.
They lap up my pain with a lot of glee,
I wish someone would be their referee.

This pain it sucks without a doubt,
And yet you let these tears spout.
You watch without a thought to help,
As I try not to let loose a yelp.

Every day in this home-made Hades,
Feels as if it has gone on for me for decades.
Angels laugh at my soul crushing pain,
And I sit here without a thing to gain.

I want to leave in a hurry,
Before these demons make me anymore blurry.
These Hell-ish imps are so cruel,
I feel as if in the end I will be their bruised crown jewel.

People tell me that I'm a selfish bitch,
And that I mind as well hurry up into that ditch.
I wish that I could do that soon,
Just so I could end this black moon.

So laping up the tears I've made,
I think about y knight coming to my aid.
But then that thought is burnt to a crisp,
Hurting me more as the smoke goes up in a wisp.