Hell traps us

We ourselves do not enter hell. We never truly walk through the burning gates of hell, greeting Hades as we begin to make ourselves at home. Rather, we are surrounded by hell, we are encompassed by those whose thoughts and actions suppress us until we are but a small fragment of what we used to be. Perhaps they often do not realise what they are doing, those hell-trapping people, perhaps they are too blinded by their own happiness to see what they are doing to us. In the end, it doesn't really matter, we are in hell and that is where we stay as the world changes around us, lives around us and what do we do? We watch, we watch the heavenly lives of others as we sit, mourning for our lost lives whilst we breath the cold, crisp air that winter has brought.