• Thorns of a black heart are hard to get past…………..

    I feel nothing but cold…blackness

    It tare’s me apart until my heart feels like it has stopped beating.

    Too much blackness…TOO MUCH!

    I live in the darkness without a light or a kind soul to carry me on….I am alone

    They fear me….for my eyes are like gray coal…and stare into your soul

    Almost liking eating someone alive!

    That’s what the witch women said, “That boy will do EVIL things, if he is allowed to be around other human beings! Lock him up! He’s a cursed one he is….yes..” and now here I am…for 8 lonely years….trapped in this hell. I feel nothing and survive on my animal instinct.

    No one will save me…..or love me….or make this frozen bitter heart of mine beat again.

    No…..I will remain in this underground prison for eternity, and when I die….I will not go to heaven or hell!

    I will remain here….in the darkness…with only my non-beating heart, and numb emotions for company

    I will never see the light!

    And when the day comes for me to die, I will not even find salvation there in death.

    If there is a light somewhere….please find me in me in this unforgiving blackness..

    It grows dark outside…I can feel it…

    I now know that, I’ve become

    more animal than man…and that I will die in the darkness never knowing the light…

    For I, am the child of darkness…

    I am the cursed one.

    My heart is blackened by the dark, while the stone around me becomes the thorns that surround it, never letting anyone in.

    May no one reach out to me

    For my thorns will hurt you, and curse you as well…

    This is my heart of black thorns…