A suicidal boys thoughts

In a fog of sorrow and pain.
Memories will forever remain.
in my sight a glittering gate.
the shrimping fog has turned into hate.

Though this is an illusion it makes me cry.
things never experienced cause my soul said goodbye.
the past is gone, the fog is now clear.
my soulless body will no longer fear.

my parents are gone, when I was 7 I wished em dead.
At the age of twelve, in my mind, they were without their head.
Am I mad because of my thoughts?
Or is everyone else only frauds?

I guess you're right this is in-humanity.
these thoughts has come because of my insanity.
right or wrong does a child know the answer?
It's just as hard as finding a cure against cancer.

The best for my parents I only hope.
I'm now tightening the destiny's rope.
Falling down, though I was insecure.
It doesn't matter I guess now my heart is pure.