I have driven to the devil and asked for his pardon
Pushed everything aside, I allow my heart to harden

Crystallized these tears,
More or less prohibited them from falling
Castrisized my fears
And made evil my calling

Washed my self upon the shores of misery
A place I cannot belong
Somehow a calling has reached me deliberately
And sang it's freedom song

So as I saunter towards the inward dry land
Something in me is released
The wind is playfully nipping at my hands
And the pain you've caused has ceased


I can honestly say that this is the fastest poem I've ever written and it came from within me, I'm not sure where because like I've said I don't know what it's about, but it's in me and obviously the thing that most needed to get out. Haven't written in a minute so I guess this was bottled up.