My past (draft 1)

My past is always haunting me
Why the devil always taunting me
I get this flashback
Crawling in the corner sweat rolling down my back
Omg I can't belive he's back
He's coming closer the sweat has reached ma sack
He looking in eyes seeing right through me
My childhood my infinite years has been revealed
My throat clentchs up
My eyes widen up
He speaks like a deamon
But the words are true enough
He opens a gate of hell
But it ain't to enter its to exit
My life is hell happiness never exist
It was all but a fairytale
Wanna live it just take pipe and inhale