To Repent In Hell - An Original Poem

Racing down a highway to hell,
the worn-out asphalt reeks of blood and dread.

With metal music blasting off,
we race down one last time
into the unknown
with our sins held high.

Indeed the demons have waited long
to bite into our sinful lives
they shall have their wish fulfilled
for I have come to repent.

Beneath those metallic husks of speed and heat,
beneath those facades of sadism,
lie a raw, throbbing heart
filled to the brim with sins.

Regret, sorrow, sadness
are the only things that I felt.

But today, I rejoice as I hurtle towards hell
because today, I, too, shall have my wish fulfilled
for today, I shall finally be the guilty one,
for today, I shall finally be punished.

The life I lived is nothing but a regret,
but now it is too late,
I have already seen my final destination
a painting of bloody-beauty.

I was born to lose,
I was born to die.

But I died to repent
and die, and die again.

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