I didn’t mean to say good bye, I didn’t mean to hurt you.
When every time I close my eyes, I hear voice that cursing…
It cursing me for being cold, and feelingless, and heartless.
It burns like hell, it stabs my back and pushing in the darkness.
This empty room completely black, it leaves no hope, just suffer.
I griped my cross. I started pray when realised that it was Gutter.
I built these walls all by myself, my selfishness and ego.
I have no strength to carry on, cant brake them all like Lego.
Oh dear Lord, please give me hope, I know, I don’t deserve it.
Forgive me all, I sold my soul and now I won’t return it.
The devil pushed me to the edge by poisoned promises and words,
And I unconsciously pledged towards mysterious unknown world.
Demons
© Copyright: Алекса Мун, 2017
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