God is not a god

God is blind and cannot see,

All the pain that lays inside of me.

Yet the devil comes every night in my dreams and plays me sweet melodies.

From the emptiness and fear he enters my heart and heads strait to my brain, crossing over from his domain.

Cruel creatures follow with him dark evil malevolent begins who claw me from the inside tearing at my mind as I go insane

Madness sweet joyful bliss acquired from the lonely darkness of a man who’s been mistreated and left for dead.

Inside he feels no pain his heart taken and thrown to the demons, no longer human he can never change what he’s become.

Wishing for the end, hoping for a death, dreaming of his corpse, and his finale breath.

He goes back to sleep silent peacefully and alone.

The lesson is that there is a darkness inside of everyone. And that some people never let it out.