I had a dream last night
i was on a big ship sailing down hells river Styx
When i got into an out control argument with sexualized demons that lead to a serious fight
I was out numbered
and I could not flee
the sexualized demon of asphyxiation torture
told his demonic legions of servants to surround me
one kept kept punching the back of my head
one tied me up and pulled me till I fell
the last one tied ropes around my neck and and choked me until i was dead
and at that very second i was out of my body
looking at my destroyed and beaten self
as the demons took rusty knives
and performed a satanic demonic autopsy
later in that dream they took the remains they left and had a funeral for me
only to 2 people were there
only 2 people in my life care
whether I'm dead or alive
the preacher began to preach
my sad eulogy
it was brief cause know one really knew me
all the things he said were lies!
by Christian laws I did not abide!
I spent my whole life depressed and tortured
nobody knew how many nights i couldn't sleep so i stayed up and i cried
so many times I just wanted to end my own life
so i could just get one night of sleep
but like a coward I was afraid of what consequences my soul would reap
at the end of his sermon full of trash and deceit
He ordered the people put me in the hole six foot deep
As the only 2 people who care about me walk away and weep
I looked at my casket and wonder what have I done?
What will I do with my life before this day comes?
I fear a lot of things, but there is just 1 thing I consider number the number one
dying unloved, unknown, and unmourned
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