Pathway to Hell

by Jeremy B   Feb 3, 2007


You were there with me
Until the times got too tough.
When you start ta feel the heat
You quit and said u had enough.

You love to live it while it's good,
And when bad, liberate yourself away.
You made me believe your lies,
And me the fool you did play.

You never felt bad when you used me.
I'm now left beaten, bruised, and scarred.
I gambled and lost at my own game
For you knew how ta play the card.

Your memories still haunt me nightly
And I wish not ta embrace your pain.
I want ta be rid of you and your evil
For no longer do I wanna bare the shame.

My mind was corrupted and distorted;
Emotions flowed rives like a flood.
My weary soul was on the sacrifice stone.
You took an offering of my very blood.

Your spirit leaves behind an aura
That alters minds and makes decisions.
Seven demon heads, burning in anger;
Your smoke screens clouded my vision.

You shadow my thoughts, inside now,
Like a drug that burns within me.
Changes my mental state, now paranoia,
And spins my head til I cannot see.

Cuts through the skin, veins, and muscle,
Red stains now all over the ground.
Entities now enter and exit there
The real me transforms to now profound.

The trauma enforced on thy body
Now impaled to my face entire.
Popping pain killers constant,
Any lil thing to make myself higher.

Drunk to a stone cold trance,
The empty bottles lay 'cross the ground.
Lights and shadows mirage in my front,
Constant echoing, though not a sound.

Conscience dissolved to nothingness
While the bodies lay cold on ice.
Anything to your will master,
Everything to your suffice.

Possessed by the darkness around,
No longer exist any of thy ka.
The purity and the innocents
All now consumed by Ra.

Ammunition covers the shelves,
And in my hand the 9mm Glock.
Gun now fully loaded and aimed.
Positioned and safety off lock.

As he pulls on my finger back
I resist not and in goes the trigger.
A thick puddle covers the pavement
As I lay lifeless, body shows no vigor.

It 'tis now all done for and over
And for my reward I will have no wait.
For I know what it next to come
And I will never get to see that Gate.

For my rewards were my sins in life
And the afterlife I will now only diminish.
To be tortured while I burn in Hell,
In my mind: "Father, it is finished."

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  • 17 years ago

    by Dark Demise

    Alright I gave it a 5 because thats bull crap it being rated a 2, I like it, I'll comment on some of your others too,