My last days

my innosence has been stolen by sin
time touches everything
and still
so much sorrow in my past
that fills me in my future
either the blessed or the cursed
my mind is trained to forget the worst
so little i let slide
so much i tend to hide
set with no faith to my love
a forever burning in my heart
this sin never departs
for i pray for the time
Yesterday is today
for nuthin is new
i slave for pain
and my only fame is misery
I will make my name high
so death will come
take me aside
sucking my soul into his lungs
in this day i will die
i fall to the ground
with the loudest sound
still no one around
knees hip arm to shoulder
my head bounces
i only blinked once
and for once
....i would like to be happy