Hell is here, Hell is now

Hell is when you are gifted with talents that you cannot express, when the words you want to say and the words that come out are different, even mediocre.

Hell is seeing your life go by, before your very own eyes while you just helplessly watch wondering if tomorrow would be any different.

If a new day will bring new life into this old one of mine.

Hell is to realize at the dusk of your life that you merely existed, not lived on this big blue beautiful earth.

Hell is to have food without hunger, love without feelings, lost youth and the regret of it all at the end of your life.

That, my dear friend, is the worst hell of 'em all.