Voice From Hell

Thee anoint me to thy grace,

To share very new gossip with race;

I construe thy assertion well,

Who promised me I did dwell;

Thou hesitated not to share the least detail,

In toughest way thee did laugh or wail;

In still peace I found me,

Thee supported whole me.

Methinks I abated each slightest folly,

To renew a fresh newthy face jolly;

I grew to share most deference,

So to eliminate agony of thy mind thence.

False statements that haters do'st drain,

Swayed all thy sanity to vain!

What man art thou, of so weak rule,

That fire of thy heart is so terrible, fail to cool.

Thee ceased all thy belief on me,

Thus proving I was transient or free;

I fail to get what arrested thy consciousness,

That thee perceive my very smile and talk, a mess!

The daily sun behind my back suggested me to end,

But I loved thee dearly my dear friend;

With whichever circumstances I suffer,

Me is a spirit who shall thee prefer.

The 'broken' glass behind me show how my love shatter,

But thou receive'st a laugh over this matter.

How callous thy mindset is painted,

Letting me know what means a man to be tainted.

Unscrupulous art thou:

Leaving me alone, anyhow.

Now I find no room in my home for thee,

And also hast abolished thou from my heart, see!