Living In Hell


I'm burning in the Fire

My heart has no Desire

Who can I run To

What am I suppose to Do

I'm slowly slipping into Depression

Its not like WW2 could take me into Recession

I'm walking on thin Ice

Should I go that way and not Nice

Should I hold back these Tears

The devil sitting on both my shoulders whispering in my Ear

Should I listen?

Or do I continue my Mission

I'm losing my Mind

I can't take It

For everything around me , I swear I'll break It

I'm burning in the Fire


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