Hell on Earth

A bit of a negative one this time. Upon a time I was in a very bad position, and nothing I did seemed to make any difference. There was no rest from the situation anywhere, and I had given up hope. I had just had another disappointment, so I wrote this...

That's it.
The hope is forlorn.

So this is what Hell's like:
the endless, scathing self-pity,
the helpless rage at things done to you,
the self-warping, making something twisted, incapable, dark and loathsome
so that no trace of the original plan remains -
leaving a Gollum where once was a man.

How do I stop believing that all is lost?

God has not said it.

And that last sentence is the only difference between earth and the Other Place!