• Alone in the dark

    on the bed that i lie on today for tomorrow i die on.
    To take the spirit from the lake of souls and go down to the door ring the bell and let thy death send me to hell.
    For the good lord giveth me the strength to undo what has been done.
    Although i have done the bad deeds he has speared me from the eternity of damnation in hell and thus spearing my soul from torture of starvation and pushed my soul to salvation.
    What would thy need love and happiness for?
    Salvation is all thy need but what would be the use of that?
    thy got rid of love and happiness when all that was good to me was taken away by a demon, a hell spawn from the depths of the fiery hole of hell.
    Its like my saying to burn with love is better then to burn with hatred.
    But that saying died long ago along with the kind boy that the girl knew.
    For the darkness grows with time and my anger grows with each passing day.
    For in this time i am...... alone in the dark.


    poem made by Shannen Luke Calow