Pain is the barrier I carried for you.
Imaginary lies to your forbidden truth.
The little boy hides amongst the ground.
His feet is covered in soil, but his mind travels all around.
He is not a normal 5 year old.
He has been through hell, his soul he sold..
The best one takes it all
Standing sturdy, before his fall.
A lifetime of whatever he knew,
Not very long, but his time grew.
He stands strong for what he believes in.
But what he believes is a thoughtless sin.
Now covering the ground from where he sat down.
Evilness all around..
He takes one last breath..
Before his own death.
And falls to his nightmare.
In a world where nothing is true and nothing is fair.
©terrylin53
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