Easily Influenced

Darkness consumed what was once a light soul,
This story is to frequent and getting quite old,
We live in a world that is dark an conceded,
The light soul begged and pleaded,
Choose good it said,
He saw riches and a more interesting life no time at all the light was dead,
But soon he found out that darkness lies,
He dose horrible things and every time a piece of him dies,
He thinks back of when he lived a good life but its to late,
He let the darkness in and thust chose his own fate,
A life of pain and suffering,
Daily he says what has Satan done to me,
Its to late no going back,
Sniff coke and smoking crack,
Living on the street with no roof over his head,
Waiting for a rival gang to come by and shoot him dead,
Its so easy to chose darkness,
And live life up and being reckless,
He picks up contracts for murder,
Just a little girl he didn't want to hurt her,
Deeper into the darkness he goes,
Will he ever come back up no one knows,
I am the ghost that haunts him,
I make sure his life is nothing but grim,
I am the one who offered him darkness,
I am the one who made him kill the waitress,
The decision was his but I made him do it,
I lead him out into the street to get hit,
Now I look for someone new,
Who knows it just might be you,


Written by a true Meenjataka