My Little Hell Poem by Dead Beat Poet

My Little Hell



I live a life,
of self-isolation.
So I may pursue,
a grand proposition.

Weekends alone,
weeknights as well.
Knowbody knows,
my little hell.

Is it all worth it?
I sometimes ask.
just for a moment,
then it's back to my task.

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