Monday, November 3, 2014


Evil comes with sugary charm.
Promises good, to do no harm.
A hug, a gift, peck on the cheek.
It's with a kiss betrayal seeks.

Beauty masks the slithering sneak.
Flesh is singed.  I can not speak.
Gray curls wicked into my ear.
The truth I know, but still I fear.

Sooty lies twist flesh apart.
A scalding deep within my heart.
Sinew rips.  Cut bleeds red.
Black forges pathway to my head.

Sometimes I wonder where there's light.
With life such a battle, a fight.
I know the love and true light within.
But some days feel like evil wins.


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1 comment:

Erin said...

Ohhh shivers down my spine! Such powerful words that I have definitely been able to relate to at times.