Curse the Devil

02 Aug

A note of rejection
drops into my heart with a thud
I am a vessel of sorrows
I can hear the sound of goodbye
from background to foreground
I dance heavily to the dirge
I must sing my song or die
I raise my head and cry out
‘Tomorrow, I will raise the tempo!’

Fear took me by the hand
Racing me into the dark
Onto the long shadows of dwarfs
Kicking and screaming
Writhing and rolling
Fighting and stabbing
at the ghosts of the night
All my pores are now bleeding
I lie drained out on the dust
I must touch the light or die
Illuminate me now

My clothes fall off as rags
My feet melt into the ground
My arms hang heavy like logs
Tears flow like rivers of blood
Friends stare at the spectacle
Family hold their hands to their mouths
Thunder rolls and growls
Its hell out here
I must go inside me or die
My destiny is secure
I take the seat of life


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