Poem: Salvation

When my time comes again, I'll be ready once more. Hope there won't be more pain, Wish it won't turn out in another useless bore! I wish of a place of better time, Useless were the people I knew, Where the bells, they chime, I'll try to start anew. Forgive my eternal sacrifice, But by God it's living in paradise. Feels as if my feelings are gripping me in a vice, But it never turns …

…me in a vice, But it never turns out nice. But I am becoming... Dreadful and strong, beyond words of wrong. I have Became.. My evils are always good and strong. Of all the deeds I did, I mostly regret, Not being part of the becoming, As everyone else thought I did. Salvation from this foolish God's creation, Living within a fool's nation, Living Hell, my other disgration, Awaiting countdown to annihilation!! Praying for Salvation...