THE EVIL YOU ARE

Why feel guilty,

when you committed it anyway.

Why keep a secret,

when the feeling of uneasiness constantly plagues you inside.

That which no one knows you've done always kept you alert.

Why not free yourself and let us know the evil you are

The moon drips in rivers as your hands overflow in blood,

the scarlet so tender,

we know the love lost

The strings pull your smile,

as you dance on wooden legs,

which splinters to pieces and the stygian silk is stitched whole

Secrecy burns in you as desire,

knowing tomorrow might be a reflection of your duality.

Why get lost in your aura of demons

And allow evil beseech you,

in hatred, acrimony and bloodthirst.

And so the night turns crimson,

the stars leer upon your head,

why give them hostility,

when the entire galaxy prevents your death

Secret and death are alike in loneliness.

As the night turns crimson,

so does guilt cause you shame

And evil continues to define you

Turn over to see the world ready at your rescue

And your blindness is swept away,

yet a blurriness still tinges you’re vision,

but the moon shines; a beacon against the night,

set forth the travels to day