Hell
One stroke
My childhood on fire
One time
Iwas disconnected from the world like wires
1rst time
They called me a liar
Too many times
But he did this to me
He made me freeze
Like arctic water
It made me cold
Like December
It made me weak
The only thing I could do
Was not remember
And not speak
I felt so cold
Like dancing in the wind
I got drunk on sorrow
The many rules I bent
I asked God "Why?"
I didn't get a reply
I had only been alive for 10 years
And I felt like I was going to die
Sometimes I thought childishly that the world isn't so bad
For the experiences I've had
I should be glad
No
To Hell with my optimistic views of humanity
The crucification of my sanity
Looked into the mirror and couldn't believe this was me
One day out of 10 years
A ew epiphany of my worst fears
And I've cried too many tears
Because of You
I don't know if you had some psychological derision
But what you have done has catapulted me into a phantasm of uncertainty
A purgatory of what is real and what if fictionality
Yes I am evil
Yes I am cold
One touch
The amputation of my soul
He was the Devil
I became the Demon
From Heaven I fell
Into my own little realm of Hell
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