Hell... Hell is that moment when you Open the door and find a Rabid dog Feasting On the entrails of your Newborn child. Your mind slips even further Down the chute as you realize The dog has not a clue It's done anything wrong.
Inspired by Paul G Also, starting to pick up on a reoccurring theme in my writing-- The chaos and randomness that occurs in life... and the beauty that stems from such events. I hope something beautiful follows our mess...