The devil wrings its hands,
Waiting for my fail,
He traps me with seducing words
Feelings of acceptance and hail.
The devil blinds me from my love
Alas! How I've hurt him so,
He plays with my feelings in his firey eyes
Watching my love wither and go.
The devil makes me see what I lack
Inflaming me with desire for attention,
He makes me lose what I already have
With thoughts of victory and expectation.
The devil's eyes see right through me
Glittering with a knowing sneer,
He pours indescision into my mind
Making my life confusing and unclear.
The devil makse me ponder
On what I feel is my truth
He fills me with an unbearable hunger
For something I thought I knew.
The devil is a constant threat
Always on my tail,
His breath hot on my neck
Hissing of weaknesses it seems I can't prevail.
But what of the day when I stand in the devil's lair
Wondering if I'll make the right choice,
Forever withstanding the burning pull
Of the devil's alluring voice?
I don't think there's a living soul that can honestly say they've never felt the words written in that poem.
WELL done!
I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don’t have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let’s do some living after we die
Wild horses couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we’ll ride them some day
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