Prison

He briddles the old tape cassette reminding himself that theres no ending of his destine tomorrow, Locked behind stained bars almost crippled in a wheel chair caught himself in the prison of evil. Suddenly the eye begins to quiver & the color to the pupil starts to fade away, look at him such sadness underneath the cold cement, The crimson sky no longer ecxist in this picture what must he do to measure up to his future though why ask when its all been said & done in this prison of hell. He's awaken today-today he works till the bones of sacrifice wash all his sins away before the skin begins to tarnish into rat poison call him Mr. Slave don't go wrong GOD replied slightly he was unsaved, The terrible smell increases & the walls build more mold so much more can kill this mans figure why not they only see the devil carved into his bed while he grows shorter with thee imprisoned guards. SHAKE ME, QUIT ME! the man yells going insane of unduty plans being vained for the murder he never committed such a blame for such crime that don't ecxist in this format, TRY ME! TRY ME! TRY ME! GOD TAKE ME FROM THIS PRISON OF DOOM TAKE ME! YOU KNOW I HAVE DONE NO HARM! The man has been set free but his power was also vanished from out of his palms he no longer lives here anymore, may his ashes take place in this prison of unheavenly dreams. Sincerely, Heather aka NaruresWorld