Change Negative for Positive

Written by: Shann. Nicx

Devil Himself

HOW COULD I BE SO BLINDED,
By the wicked,
the devil,
Spell bounded,
to an illness disgusted &
rendering all selfish desires,
Loving a lost cause is like looking in the mirror,
being blinded by this protruding an image that’s unexplainable,
AN ALL TIME LOW IN MY HEART,
HURTING,
I hurt immensely for the I once had,
I now know what I lost sentenced,
A lost soul,
Walking through the glass,
All over self action,
Defying all odds,
Gravity finally grabbed holds,
Up and out of the pull,
It pulls from within, desires arise when an old memories flow in like a river with blood,
The illusion degrades the who from within,
A craving of the passion that wasn’t aimed for a darken hole of destruction,
That was taken by my darkest demons
That I hide away,
only to take it to my grave,
It’s just a matter of time,
Before I surface as for coming up coming up from the water for a breath of fresh air,
As our lung desire air, oxygen
Our hearts desires an open and honest partner,
To stand united as one,
With love and support,
For only an open heart can grab the pure true desire,
Having so much love for a single being, spiking rage building of emotions,
Causing rage and destruction,
Leaving me cold and bloody
Only trying to reconstruct from nothing,
Seemed so impossible,
Gravity’s pull comes from the depth’s
Of my spirit,
Regrets informing my mental,
Wreckage pertaining to our very ways,
Turned our love into nothing,
Burning desires beg for more,
Transcending self-doubt is on repeat inside my head,
I know in the back of my mind,
Loving him has been,
A journey with memories that last a lifetime,
That are worth more then a thousand words,
Powerful couple,
The devil played our court,
Turned against one another,
Restricting our bond,
Turning violence into an everyday norm,
My love is with one,
Deeply craving his touch,
My insides screaming for my true love,
Sometimes life’s lessons,
With strike you by surprise,
clarity comes from afar,
My lost soul, becoming aware of what the devil blinded me with,
Such a self acting intentions,
Deception comes crashing down on me,
Like a flood, bursting through a cornerstone wall,
After so many years holding up the beating from the floods and weather,
There’s more passion behind what it represents,
As a heart when it finds desire for one,
My inner peace surfaces,
With such an urge,
Like never before,
Unexplainable,
Left stand with emotion to spur,
My deeper ego was defied by my own
Looks,
Seemingly hanging by a thread,
Between the balance of the wicked and the wild,
Trying to reach a high,
Keeping it below the line,
Maintaining my well-being is right state
To keep thriving on impulse,
Ready for the explosion
It comes next, with my next move.

written by: shannon