The Start

Long ago,
in a place that no longer exists,
I chose the path less traveled.

It's a lonely one sometimes;
I can count my friends
on the fingers of one hand,
but I walk in peace.

I do not regret it,
never left my road,
even if it ends in Hell.

Not for me
are meaningless relationships,
I won't conform
to societies' norms.

When someday my path ends,
I'll laugh in Satan's face,
and spit in his eye
as I march proudly into Hell!