March 26, 2017

They do not see:

As deadly demons wait at my door
I fear of things, that will be forevermore
Of screams roaring within my ears
Of the sins I’ve done, throughout the years
Of my flesh burning from these bones
Because of deeds that were mine alone   
Why do no others truly understand
Of the fear I have for my fellow man
They say I write about just me
But yet it is them I also see
Because in hell most of us will roam
Tho none believe it will be their home
For they say they walk the one true path
And fear not of our makers wrath
And yet on that faithful day
We’ll all beg him not to send us away
I know, I’ll only have me to blame
And they’ll point at others for their shame