The Places I Go Poem by Jon Hark

Never follow me
The places I go
Cold and burning
Place of hate and hope

Showing faces not fazed
Hell bent fire, unburnt, unscathed.

Unrelenting
Screams so unbecoming

Mind gone with sickness
Heart ended quickly within it’s
own sins

The end of life begins
A new place in an old heart
in a new way to old Hell departs
my soul filled with sins

I've payed and Repented
and broke into pieces
Prayed for my victims
both the alive and Deceased ones.

As I am
I will die

and burn in Hell
forever alive

Nevermore shall Time
be binding

Both Life and Death
Flew freely by me.