Wow, this is good! SO GLAD to finally found someone who likes that style of abab and (generally) eight/six, eight/six syllables. I dont know that you did it intentionally (though it looks that way), but I always loved it. The poem is deep. Not just telling about the horror of hell, but the source of it. The hard truth is it is self chosen, and when, as sinners, we are faced with the horror of ourselves, we dont see the fire, we see justice, and it is our self loathing more than the Wrath of the Almighty that pains, because when we are seperated in that final sepperation from God, all things that come from him (cepting our existeance) are taken away, there is nothing lovable left. There was only one thing I could point out. I cant see it cause the comment box covers it, but notice the line where you say sonething to the effect of 'what i describe had not discribed' or something like that? I thought it was stylistically odd. One dosent often use the same word twice so close together, it feels lazy. I mean, i like the stress that the so calle discription really isnt one, but when you add it to the fact that the line is a bit to long-feeling and dosent quite flow like the rest, it becomes awkward. I really love this, though, and I'm def gonna rate it 4/5. (Dosent come from me often!)