abyss

I was known as the queen of hearts and if you tried to get in my way it was really off with your head im haunted now by the ghosts of the those i prayed dead Now i don't have anything left of that life of the one i had after the prison sentence and parole was over now i'm just a junkie strung out on the very thing that use to make me feel invincible really was inevitably my downfall I had everything and i let it slip through my hands now I'm trying to figure out if God is the sinner and the Devil is the one who just wants us to love life make everything beautiful and love ourselves first so that we can understand what loving someone else is in the end i have loved and lost my very point of life and now I am here in this empty house went from queen pen to felon to housewife to dope junkie to high to care about anything but the next hit and that's all to the sad story the pain cuts deeper than what can be sowed up and i cry in agony like a devilish sympathy you cannot imagine the failures i have endured and the things i cannot conquer anymore it was taken from me all because i was selfishly painting masks over masks to hide the life i never wanted them to find out about until that day I spun out of control and now I am here in a dark place a black abyss as nothing more nothing less than a lost soul seeking solitude and forgiveness