A Hellish Tale

Peace has left my heart Joy has left my home Happiness has deserted me Goodness and I strangers we are… Guilt is my friend Fear lives in me A vested companion In my abode is agony Sleep has deserted my eyes… For the crimes I committed For the pains many I caused For the anguish many a times I birthed For the years of robbery I did… On a thorny seat I sit I sweat in the freezing weather Warmth I feel not My heart and soul is a burning furnace Peace truly has deserted me… I am the living dead A walking corpse I is Satisfied hunger dwells in my belly Dancing songs of sorrow With its beautiful fangs Torturing my whitened dark soul… Respite I seek A break from these I plead A turn to the past In the hands of time I yearn for For a correction of my erring years But wishes never will be horses The wasted years of pride Shall haunt and hunt me Repeatedly till ages unending…