untitled.note people i wrote this poem on my phone so don't be to harsh on the spelling and grammer

All the walls are closing in
Surrounded by the past
Walking in sin
Blinded for my lust for evil and cruelty
I'm not really mean
I just enjoy the thought of killing
Vile ,wicked countless acts I've committed
And got away with
Should I be stopped
For acting out my thoughts that make me happy
I try looking for the answer
To why I am the way I am
Maybe a dark path
Was a road I'd always had to take
Destiny or faith
Which ever you fancy
For my will is lost
Week thrown into the dust
The sins I've committed
Shaped who I've become
I smile upon the christen idea of hell
For when I die  maybe I should suffer
Drink my tears and swallow bowls of sulphur
To ease my conscience by confessing my sins to the evil father
Live each day bathing in burning fire
For the hurt I've caused my fellow brothers and sisters
Only in hell shalt I mutter .... My sins

I enter darkness
Which called me for so many years
To darkness who I loved to answer
I am a sinner
Dweller of pain
A lover of evil
I greet the fallen with kisses and hugs
Its good to know
That I'm not alone
In this resting place
Of brimstone and fire
Welcome me beautiful darkness
Who called to me on earth
To spread thy will
Of brutality and hurt
Open your arms oh darkness
Cradle me in the abyss
Of countless pain and suffering
I see now I was foolish
I see now I was a fool
Rejoicing in the act of the moment
Like a beggar
Who found a jewel
Only thinking ,living for my sin

It is but a pity
That the pleasure in disobedience
Must always have an end
An emotional mental scare created within
See I got a revelation
Conviction of self
Life is not short
in fact long
For those who suffer
In constant agony and pain
Short quick death will never come
It’s like a joke
On sinners that will never be done
Till you end up confessing your crimes
And to beautiful hell you run........