Letter From Hell
Hi Mom, it's
I see you in my bedroom,
looking through my things.
You think I'm up in Heaven now
where angels sweetly sing.
But I must disappoint you.
I must make you feel blue.
Because the place where I am at,
it's not the place for you.
Oh, how it's such a dreadful place,
words can't describe it all.
This darkened pit that wails beyond,
the further down I fall.
The screaming and the gnashing,
the never dying worm.
I'm doomed here for eternity,
in this pit where my soul burns.
Oh Mom, you need to know this.
And each ear that's never heard,
Give this letter to them all
and tell them of God's Word!
Oh! You should see the demons here.
These beasts forever roam.
I hear voices calling Jesus now.
I hear them as they moan.
I hear them say "Proclaim the King."
But His ear is turned away.
No rest is here. No peace is here.
Our souls are here to stay.
Mom, I hear the gates of Hell again.
A new soul is cast down.
Oh, here she comes. She's screaming loud.
Oh, what an awful sound!
Hell's heat is so unbearable.
It scorches like no flame.
This discontentment that I feel
is so hard to explain.
I'm terrified! I'm frightened,
cause I can't be consumed.
And because I "chose" this destiny,
I live my life here doomed.
I'm so mad at Satan,
and how he can deceive.
He paints a pretty picture, Mom,
persuades us to believe.
But remember once when that old man,
who pastored that old church.....
He tried to tell us long ago
just what our souls were worth.
If I had only listened, Mom.
Instead I was unkind.
And when I was cast here in Hell,
these things all came to mind.
Oh, change your ways, Mom, look ahead.
And tell Dad Hell is real.
Cause Satan's demons roam about,
your soul they want to steal.
If you could see inside this place,
one glimpse would be enough,
then you would witness to the world
and tell them of God's love.
It hurts so much. I'm in such pain.
Oh, read the bible through,
because it's there in "black and white"
and "red" from Jesus too.
I'm telling you this, Mom,
cause I hope you never see,
yes, I hope you never have to come
and live in Hell like me.
Doomed here in this dungeon,
it's hard to make much sense.
But looking back I was a fool.
Why did I not repent!
I know my world has ended.
Well, it's really just begun.
But Mom, you have a chance at life,
through Jesus Christ the Son.
I guess I better go now.
They won't leave me alone.
I just can't stand this torture here......
I wish I could come home.
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