From Past to Present

My mind was numbed by horror,
I refrained from pleasure and joy.
When sadness rules my being,
I become his living toy.
 
His tongue was forged in fire,
But the words where kind and sweet.
Where his stories formed my world,
He whisperes the lies I need.
 
His ways where cold and vicious,
It changed my thoughts and view.
When clouded by all his veils.
His blinding darkness grew.
 
My soul was trapped by terror,
It killed my passion to strive.
His labors became my burdens,
A man without his life.