You Think You Know Me.... Poem by K J

Life a burning wick, painful to the end
This place that is a hell
I will remain in for the rest of life
A pain like no other,
Flesh for blood, and gore for wine
Killing to live, yet death is my existence
Life is a lie, told to all those who live it
Can you kept a lie true, by worship or prayer?
Tell that to those who sin, those who lie..
Will death come first to those who ask last.
I walk this bitter road, blood on my hands, for I have sinned myself
I have lived longer then the man who is crossed
Yet none know me..
None know me..
Know me..
Me..