WSKFLHBSABOAP

Walking on the gravel.
Sharp and hurt.
Keep smiling of it. Keep struggling for rich.
Forgeting my pain that stabs over.
Leaving falsity of life.
Probleming a hypocrisy.
Beautifying blood that came out from body of heroes.
Standing in the middle of sins.
And filling with the tears.
Bible and religion lead me half. Satan and Inferno are welcoming in their hospitality.
Only A word comes to my brain since beginning. A Happiness that never fade by its mean.
And I come toward to reach.
Paradise.