Burning in Hell

Long, empty spaces fill my soul.
It aches.
It is torched with fires of hopes and dreams.
It is tired from feeding the flame with its oxygen.

I try to smother the uncontrollable mess.
I try to claw at the locked door in front of me,
My fingernails peel back and begin to bleed.

I too shall be engulfed in the flames,
I too shall be suffocated by the smoke.
This fire you set, has left me burning alive.
Flesh melting away.
Soul trying to hang on...
By the slightest thread.

I collapse, in synconicity with my lungs.
Eyes close, with the doors to my soul.
Body dies, as my soul is born into another dimension.

This is the hell that I live in.
This is the hell of my daily spiritual growth.