God Help Me Poem by Ayman Parray

God help me I have no hope
I sought blessings from the pope
It did not work
I was addicted to heroin and dope
Now with life itself I cannot cope

God help me I made with the devil a deal
He said he would comfort me and heal
If I was to kill, and steal
The Devil he lifted Hell's veil
And before Satan himself I did kneel

God help me have I lost your trust
I took to a life of crime and gave into lust
Robbing an old man the cops busted me
I killed the cops and that old man
I am sorry God but we all must do what we can

God help me I am about to die
Shot in the streets, in a pool of blood I lie
Now I know the end is nigh
Towards my grave I surely go
My death will be painful and slow

God help me my broken soul
Broken, splintered, shattered, like burnt charcoal
My spirit stretched from pole to pole
I have sunk into the deepest, blackest, infernal hole
Satan resides now in my soul

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