Hell is you

I loved myself

with utter, profound hatred 

I carried myself

while tying stones to my ankles 

I sang the songs

and swallowed acid poems

I flew above all of you

and still remained in hell

Reviews

[Eve Marie]

Very good!

[Stanley Wilson]

vivid images great work

[Trigorin]

Not bad. You have some very good imagery here and I think the brevity of this really works for you. I don't really like the last couplet - it doesn't feel like it fits with the first stanza very well, but that's up to you. Well done.

[Steven]

'I loved myself
with utter, profound hatred'

I get this... Nice write.

[Dr. Wood ?]

well in 8 lines you got it all in..some wonderful lines to a great poem...