The dept not paid

Insanibean

Not of this world

Not a part of me

 

I should have died

In the sea's

 

For everywhere

corruption roams

 

Don't tell me that

This is my home

 

I have lived through pain

I have thoughts that's insane

 

For the Dark ran away

At what cost do I pay?

 

Never my soul I keep it all

Never Summon the Devil's call

 

A light glows within my path

A test, I must pass

 

  • Author: Insanibean (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 1st, 2018 17:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: My Ancestor's Death shall I not exist. A straight forward descendant, and I have lived through Darkness. Awakened, I know my mission.
  • Category: Letter
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