Devil and God

Once in the forest, Which hid in shadow of mountain, Someone died, And that someone was me. I started to think, If there was something I did wrong, Somewhere, I went wrong, Someone I hurt. I guess I will never, Because how supposed dead one knows, I am not a God to look back, I am not a Devil to live that memory again, I am not a person to judge myself. If there is someone to judge, It is God, He saw everything, He felt everything, He knows everything. And Devil laughs, Laughs at me, Laughs at my life, Laughs at my mistakes. And the only thing I can do, Is not to care, To forget, To overtime my mistakes so I would not have to listen to his laugh again.