Another day of hell tomorrow.

Let's face it guys it's all about sorrow. 
So much upheaval and torture of hell bent over, life has no four leaf clover, tattooed in as a tramp stamp. 

Hits and beatings where a lot easier, when it was physically punished, psychological effects follow, as the wolves of unfairness gather at the door, and you tell me, you don't love me anymore.
Gone through, gone through, gone away, familiar, unrepresented views of perception every moment of the every day. 
I'm so sorry if anything let you make it awkward and not okay, should not have been mean in any way manner. 
I was trying to mind my manners. 
But that's the problems with emotions that spatter. 

All get confused, and covered in shit . 

Get your ass, kick it into gear or feel the after effects of when you are no longer here,. 

In the world of hell and hellishly unclear. 

For what say do the souls of unfairness have, there is no case by case  advocate for the dead that can not frighten the living in personal hell, forget help, the internet age has crossed out that page.