Everlasting Inferno

I hurt myself.

The usual. Drugs, smoking, self-mutilation.

I hated myself. Despised and detested.

I lived to die.

The day I died, I was happy.

It was also the day I found out how people were judged. To hell or to heaven.

It was not God that chose.

Who decided our fate?

The person we hurt the most in our lives.

They get the ultimate choice.

For us to burn eternally or to live above the clouds.

Now, I bet you know who I saw when I had to be judged.

And where I went after that.

Ironic, isn’t it?

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“Your skin isn’t paper, don’t cut it.

Your face isn’t a mask, don’t cover it.

Your body isn’t a book, don’t judge it.

You life isn’t a film, don’t end it.” - sevenly.org

Don’t EVER hurt yourself. It’s not worth it.