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Lonely Musings


A Soul The Devil Wrought

Lord, please forgive the life I’ve lived.
I breathe all humanity brought.
You forbid the things that refresh
pain a soul the devil wrought.

Within, in my core, it lives in blue
through and through change
leads me to bliss as I kiss the night
that breathes in my veins.

The night lets feelings rush
through my emotions, so I reach for sheets,
red from sheets I have read
to cover my black heartbeats.

Pulsing I live in the past
but it doesn’t last fast this day
will go quicker if I am swift
to dismiss feelings of pain.

Sin sweet heavy breath
branded on skin no crime is it to visit,
for a moment in the animal mind,
God gave to forget time?

The night turns North to South.
I am no longer stern in my station.
At night I want to drift away
in a beautiful gaze from frustration.

I don’t please the disease God infected
my soul with from birth. Its worth
is measured in dirt in wind
that I’ll return to again on this earth.

Define my mind with ease,
twisted by right and wrong.
My soul needs a dance in a trance
eternally in soft gentle arms I belong.



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