Status: I have no clue
Hell of All Sorts
No Sympathy
I grew up believing there was heaven and then hell. Knowing there was something else out there be on the Earth's atmosphere. But being in a place where problems pile on top of each other. Another after another.
When your life is fulled with lies, heartbreak, depression, confusion. You don't know what's real anymore. You begin to lose sight of the good in the world and dwell on the bad. I don't know what to believe in anymore.
Miserable at it's best. Being blinded by my depression, I can't see where I'm going or where I'm heading. All I see this the pain, torture. Brought upon me. I know one thing, I am going to see the light one day.
I begin to question myself again. Is there something, some creature, out there walking among us unnoticed? Is there really a pure evil hell?
If there is, I lived it.
When your life is fulled with lies, heartbreak, depression, confusion. You don't know what's real anymore. You begin to lose sight of the good in the world and dwell on the bad. I don't know what to believe in anymore.
Miserable at it's best. Being blinded by my depression, I can't see where I'm going or where I'm heading. All I see this the pain, torture. Brought upon me. I know one thing, I am going to see the light one day.
I begin to question myself again. Is there something, some creature, out there walking among us unnoticed? Is there really a pure evil hell?
If there is, I lived it.