In case you mortals didn't get it, the title is a pun. Hell and hell?
Its funny.

Okay, here's poem numero une.

For You (To my one and only sex kitten, Morgan)

So many people I realize
Are feelings just as obsolete
As I feel now
They choose to go on,
To be strong
To be willed to continue their miserable, despicable lives
While I, I on the other hand am afraid
That I may live
That I may fail what I set out to do
But you know,
I may live for you.
Your eyes set on me
With a fiery fear
With a burning desire to watch me fail
Yet live
Your mouth partially open, about to scream
But so unsure
Unsure what is right
You�re forgetting again
And how many times, you yell
Will I wake up without you
And be lost
How many more days will go on like this
Until you die?
So many lives
Have been left to the Fate
But I�m going to take control now
I just might live for you