Pain

I master the art of pain I'm going insane. With a soul of a warrior and a heart of a king. Following a path that's surrounded by sins. My life is fading away my heart is bleeding from within. As the blood drip from my neck the Devil watching me with a evil grind. Can't evade my past I'm just trap in a war that can not be won. Wait yes it can but only if we unite as one. Cause i'm living in a world consume with lies. While some people is living in a world overwhelm with scream and cries. For my belief I'm ready and willing to die. And yes I keep my feeling inside. But sometimes even grown man cries. Dion A Bess aka Poet