Hell

I have had better days, a poem that was written after a hurtful divorce.

Hell
Today I look and feel like hell, I do not even need to implore you or tell,
left wondering who would want to go for even for a spell.
My body, heart and mind, achy on fire, helplessly coughing,
Struggling to breathe, nose running praying I will no longer feel roughly.

Hell, the thought always questioning what deserved for such agony,
Caught in the merry go round of eternally wondering.
I want out of this world of self pity nightmare without end,
Please show me a new way, take me out with one a new journey be sent.