chastety

Today I will crawl up in sorrow, Hide in my shell of broken dreams. To wait and die. God looks down in shame upon me. Shaking his head saying I am no child of his. The world tunrs their backs upon the pitty that i shed. To die in the lowest corner of the earth is my destiny. No one hears you there, no one at all. Your left there to die like the diseased. To rot in the filth of earth. You wretched soul. Burn alive for we show you no mercy they cry out. Live alone, grow alone, die alone.