darkness fills my soul inside
evil creeps behind me
the devil takes me for a ride
in hell I meet my brethren
I am not of the godly kind
I am devilish too
now I leave you all behind
to out what is true

is the world a good place to be
is the world what it seems
is there more than we can see
is there a meaning to it all

now I come back
dumb as before
lay down my sack
it is tattered and torn
like my soul has become


-The Poet