Damn

on this hill i will remain,bloody tears running down my face along with the rain.not even this weather can kill my pain away.i yell to the skies as i rise. the feeling of damnation coarsing through my soul.even though something cannot be seen does not mean it cannot be felt.but i will never be able to take this pain which i have dealt. i have died a thousand times to try and take this pain from thee.but never will your wounds heal, just because i was a selfish kid.
now i see what i have caused. i go back to you because you are the only person i know and love, but how how can i have been so blind and not understood what i want now more than ever stood in front a my face wanting me as an equal over two hundreds years ago.
time flies but not when you live everyday in sorrow wishing you can have what was
once yours many many years ago.
 in these woods i will remain. until the time that the pain is dead like my heart has long been
since i realized what i have done!