Immoral Mortality

A soul to which i treasure, has left A feeling i was accustomed, no more The joy he brought, never felt again A man who took the power of god, dead He chose to end it, forever Couldn't take it, never Felt alone, hopeless With nobody left, denial Thought not of the children, therapy Or of the people it affected, sorrow Everything he had worked for, gone All his life was for nothing, pointless He took his own life, harsh So he would feel no pain, mistake He thought it would all end, wrong With his death came eternity, hell But when he hung himself, stupid He took a part of me, thief My soul was hung up their, selfish And our souls went to hell, tortured