An angel once told me that I would be okay, but I knew otherwise.
I was guilty and would be proven guilty
when I met him at the stand.
I stood bare and naked before him
and didn't even have to tell him because
he'd been watching and already knew.
I was to be sent to Hell,
my father disgraced me...
just like my mortal one.
I'd be sent to live in the fiery dungeons with him.
The one who wanted me to come for him,
he knew I'd fall for the traps.
And I fell hard.
So hard that it was impossible to recover and walk again.
I was eternally damned and couldn't do anything about it.
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Drowning Under Humanity
कविताMy cover may not be pretty, And my insides may be dark, But the poetry that I have within my pages... They tell a story that no one can maintain. It's okay to not be okay, Happiness can be a mask. Sadness can be the water, In a sea that has a st...
