Hell Itself

Room 307 Of Beach Side Hotel,

I Was Holding Your Favourite Coffee With Caramel,

Remember? You Were On Your Knees With A Ring, Well.

Told You “We Are Magnets That Repel”

Don’t Buy Something Which You Cannot Sell,

Always Told You, I Wasn’t Noble.

Does That Ring A Bell?

Do You Refuse To Remember? Pray Tell.

I Still Have That Image In My Head In Pastels,

And Your Cologne Which I Can Still Smell,

Now You Can’t Remember How My Name Spells,

Stating Facts Not Going Personal,

Not Here Together But For Sure In Parallel.

And Now as My Hearts Swells,

My Body Is Not Making Any More Cells,

Is This A Way To Hell? Itself?