06-01-2014, 02:07 PM
In the gentle rays of the fading sun over the peaks of the powdery mountain tops,
lies a coldness in my heart that can’t be thawed by even the heat of the desert sand.
My love has long forsaken me for the feebleness in my motivation,
and my frozen heart has descended to the depths of hell where my fragile soul has followed.
The underworld is a cruel place to the untrained eye,
but to a marksman opportunity lurks just around every shadowy corner.
As I creep in silence awaiting the next temptation that will inevitably strengthen my bond with the devil,
there comes a whisper that strikes me in the core of my bones,
in my growling belly, in my black lungs and liver, even in my shattered spleen.
I spin in anticipation, wondering if my angelic sweetheart has returned for me.
Or could it be Lucifer hiding behind the shroud of darkness,
waiting to play yet another trick on my clouded mind?
She’s a glimmer of hope in the darkness of my world,
blue eyes sparkling like the north star on a wintery night.
My heart beats with the yearning of an Apache drum in the dryness of the summer,
as she floats toward me like the feather of a goose in the wind.
Is this just a dream? A hopeless mirage to only add more pain to my suffering?
She sees my hesitation and with a crooked smile and wink assures myself that her intentions are true.
With a clenched fist she reaches into Satan’s fiery belly to lift me toward the light,
and with the warmth of an angel my goddess pulls me back to my true destiny by her side.
I’ve been freed from the chambers of steel, the inescapable abyss of evil, never to return.
lies a coldness in my heart that can’t be thawed by even the heat of the desert sand.
My love has long forsaken me for the feebleness in my motivation,
and my frozen heart has descended to the depths of hell where my fragile soul has followed.
The underworld is a cruel place to the untrained eye,
but to a marksman opportunity lurks just around every shadowy corner.
As I creep in silence awaiting the next temptation that will inevitably strengthen my bond with the devil,
there comes a whisper that strikes me in the core of my bones,
in my growling belly, in my black lungs and liver, even in my shattered spleen.
I spin in anticipation, wondering if my angelic sweetheart has returned for me.
Or could it be Lucifer hiding behind the shroud of darkness,
waiting to play yet another trick on my clouded mind?
She’s a glimmer of hope in the darkness of my world,
blue eyes sparkling like the north star on a wintery night.
My heart beats with the yearning of an Apache drum in the dryness of the summer,
as she floats toward me like the feather of a goose in the wind.
Is this just a dream? A hopeless mirage to only add more pain to my suffering?
She sees my hesitation and with a crooked smile and wink assures myself that her intentions are true.
With a clenched fist she reaches into Satan’s fiery belly to lift me toward the light,
and with the warmth of an angel my goddess pulls me back to my true destiny by her side.
I’ve been freed from the chambers of steel, the inescapable abyss of evil, never to return.