My Own Personal Misery
So many dreadful years
bliss cease to exist
Pandering about my lecherous life
Forced smiles and false hope
Never really knowing
How I could possibly cope
For I was drowining
In my own personal misery
Banging on my chamber door
Making my final plea
"Please, oh please
Let me out you trecherous hag
I am pure and you will never
Find the miracle cure
for your obscene cruelty
that you have always bore"
Filled with doubt
All I could really do
Was sit and pout
About what was to become of me
Why must I continue to exist?
All I wish was to be set free
Day after day
Feeding off the pain within
morping into a demonic soul
All I knew now
Was how to live in sin.