[Tra] Unnamed

Death trails the the voice of deceit and hatred
Ones who hurt people with words of sympathy
Nobody knows the ailing pain of loneliness
They know when the words are true and when it's false
Death is trailing me
Am I dead?
No, but my heart is
Have I been forgiven of my sins?
Will I remember true happiness?
This is for now, unknown.

Nice poem. Should put "Am I dead?" up with "Death is trailing me" and put a comma between the two lines.