Hell Is Never A Sentimental Journey To Be Free – Unhinged Poem

undone,

sinner and saints,

what’s the difference when the whole worlds on fire?

the mastery you use to twist and turn,

the way you watch as all you know burns,

money a thing with no soul,

the value of flesh,

the pleasures of sin,

a kiss blown from a pair of diseased lips,

a fuck not give,

but this fuck,

this fuck is for free..