Fire burning in his eyes.
A remorseful joy fills his heart.
Rueful people pretend they care.
But they don `t understand the situation, their not there.
The torture they’re portraying on him.
The substandard oath to spare.
His Tumid Heart is breaking.
The hurt deteriorated but he is unaware.
Playing on Satan’s playground,
Seeing an angel fly by.
Is he hallucinating
is he on a head-trip threw the sky.
Satan Laughs as his remorse continues to burn
His heart flutters just before it breaks
Disregard to life as the rest for fakes
love is what this young mane urns
But lost compassion is what he receives
He wasn’t what he wanted and never was what he believes.
Cold hearted people live their life of lies
well true souls wonder to find the answers
The flames in his black eyes,
are almost burnt out .
His life was lost threw torture and pain.
or was it not being able to handle it and the knife cutting his vain?
