I smile through the agony
Through this bittersweet world
Scribe my pains on the walls with my nails
My fingers are battered
Red paint oozing out
The body full of scars scattered
I took the toll of depression
When I walk in the spike shurbs of suppression

I like to be lone in dark corners
My world spins only around the moon
I don't live in the day
For it comes with crowd of relays
The call me the lay away waste
To ignite ignominy, they are at haste
I have live through hells
To reach to these pearls

They call me an outcast
I laughed at their scornful selves
Outcasted beings left behind vulnerable shelves
The so called normies where lost
And wandered around the circle porche of dilemma shells. Ha, such pity souls..

They weren't normies after all
Just voided beings who can't cogitate
Ha I guess not smoking gets u high and daisy like a cigarette
I learned and survived the pit falls of hell
I became the treasury from my misery to excel.
A massive soultrain as depth of well
My Heavenly Hell

© S.F.T.H