-Among the Ruins-

I know not of why I am here

yet I know that in fear it shall come to me

screams of torment ride the winds

dancing through the leaves like dark ballets

waves of blood redder then my own hell

crash upon the shores calling my name

this sand is raw like sandpaper

over smoothed as if to ripe my skin from my very core

there no escape like before

nor is there a boat to set me sail from this fimilar nightmare

I know that soul being hung upside down as blades

forge into his skin

his crimes is that of pure violence

the memory hit's me like the screaming wind

for my sins are none

my crimes pure corruption

and yet no torment holds me

treated mostly like a god

I remember

the ruins that stain blood

the island scenery that a nightmare captivated

Pain Island

even as the words pass my lips

a smile plaster my eyes

for I realize

I am home