It all seemed just so harmless.
A prank at first, indeed.
I had no inclination
On where this joke would lead.
I let myself to wander
To a distant, darkened place.
First curious to test the grounds
Of the freedom I embraced.
Scarred and scared, 'twas unprepared,
to see the things hid there.
Oh my, Oh me, what I did see!
What burden I now bear!
...
Crazed by my obsession,
consumed by greed and lust,
I lost my soul in darkness.
Hate much easier than trust.
A feel of paper was to my heart.
A weakness I befell.
And run away, to lonely be
A wretch in burning Hell.
He promised me, don't you see?
A life of pleasantry!
But, alas. It went by fast,
Alone the end will be.
...
Alone, alone... All alone.
I see what I must do.
But no desire to do the deed,
I bid my cares adieu.
Taunted by the cricket
deep inside my head,
I try to push away the good,
as once I did with bad.
Oh so terse is the curse
laid on those like this:
Replace good where bad once stood,
or become as an abyss.
