Is This What Hell Feels Like?

I've never seen your face 

so Alight with the glow of

Pure love,

directed at one organism... 

I saw your soul stir today..

Was it the color of her dress?

a lust riddled web of

Mistereous red...

Or Was it the way her black hair shone in the moonlight?

Because my auburn cluster could never be deemed worthy of her Shiny wandering gaze...

Or...

Was it just that she wasn't me,

Because not being me is sometimes enough to make a person fall thoroughly in love,

With anyone,

But...

Me...

and throw  everything away,

for nothing but a feeling of 

bitter 

     undeserved 

              Acceptance...

Slashing, 

       Rotten...

                

Thrashing,

       Still Forgotten..

Somehow,

         I'm still invisible,

And things 

        have gotten,

Stranger...

But I still see you in my nightmares,

I still feel your gazing silence,

Your hate filled longing,

To make me remember,

You 

     Left

        Me 

           All 

  Alone...

I was an angel,

Pulled down to earths casm,

I thought I liked the heat,

But the fire is catching my lungs now,

Hanging on my existence,

Like continual death.

Is this what hell feels like?