Apocolypse

What's gonna stop me?

Who's gonna know,

About my daily horror filled life?

Am I only dying on the inside?
I am not normal,
Because they kick me,
And kill me,

And I always live.

What message is God sending here?

Or is it Lucifer?

Does he want my rebellious soul?

To fight with at the Apocolypse?

"What's gonna stop you?
"Who's gonna know?"

That demented voice whispers in my head.

Drowning it out,

I pretend to be dead.

"Lifeless,

Useless,

Good 4 nothing"

That voice whispers.

I would scream 'Go to hell'

But you rule over it already.

Don't try to rule me too.

"If God is really alive,

Why is he making you suffer?"

I wouldn't give spit,

To put out the fire,

That surrounds you.

What will stop you?

Who will know?

I would know.
And,

My concience would kill me.

No one will rule me,

I am free!