Going through hell, To get to heaven

Im standing there, no fear
In my face, the smell of beer
Pushing me into the wall, Feeling my limit fall
These threats you make, Its a pathetic excuse
You see, I beleive...
Satan will allow us to commit a sin, And goto his heaven,
But God...Puts us through hell, To get to his.

Do you feel powerful? Do you feel strong?
Do you feel in control? When you pin me to a wall,
Choking...gasping...smiling...Seeing my life flash before me...
when all I see is...You copying my father's actions

See these tears falling? Feel my heart stalling?
All this greif on my shoulders,
the pain hitting me like boulders
thrashed around and destroyed,
Trying to rebuild just to fall and crumble,
Build a smile and try not to lose control,
Theres a monster inside,
Begging to be released...
One day...I will snap...
And the satan...Within..Will break free...
Then, I will have passed through hell, to get to heaven..
Until then...I live each day, Like it could be my last,
Because the more Im provoked...It might just be.

check the rules bro...
You need 2 links of quality feedback on 2 other poems.

I enjoyed reading this and at the same time felt so much pain and sadness and maybe a hint of fear it was great keep going and remember there is always someone that cares