Trapped in a wasteland of lost souls
Scars from tortured lives have taken their toll
Beautifully tragic, by demons I was molested
Fed on my flesh, weak I was tested
Wisdom sometimes comes from pain
It is what we must endure in order to gain
Out of hell, I will never be the same
But the scars on my flesh will always remain
My teacher is life, forever I AM the student
Use my time wisely, this is prudent
Music of my my soul plays through my heart
A bright new outlook on life, a fresh start
Coming out from the darkness
Into the light, refined as a new man
But the scars on my flesh will always remain………….
Moe is the founder of GnosticWarrior.com. A website dedicated to both the ancient and modern teachings of Gnosticism.