Curses

Voices from an occult height
sounds the air day and night
cold hands and a curse
keep their minds, fixed on my soul

deepest hate, lies and laughter
flame my head in its chaos
tried to sceam, tried to shout
watched myself go and die

endless sight of shame and guilt
another stone of a sinner
sick out of wicked madness
drank this wine and got fever

I'm so tired, I can't wait
breath of life, seem so late
those demons talk like children
sweat and kind but I'm blind

had to read seven times
three last chapters in Kuran
had no strength in my prayers
I just failed with denial

twisted, mad and kept in judgement
fear illuminates darker insights
I was doomed to eternal fire
but remember, trust in His mercy