D'Evil Returns

As I get closer to hell it 
Seems easier to get 
Caught up in these evil 
Dreams where deals with
Devils begin to rule upper
Body levels and I’m stuck
On automatic stuck between
A rock and a “hard” place
I’m trying not to use about 
To lose this long-distance 
Race soon to be content 
With last place and “her”
Consolation prize or two
Cause these lies while they
Do not eradicate you I
Manipulate the shades of hue
Screens I pull over unsuspecting
Eyes all the while trying to
Be faithful but with every
Second a piece of my
Conscience dies pressure has
Reached critical dam has
Been breached old rituals
Returned bad habits that
Burned notches in belts
When distance and time
Was just a figment of 
Grandfather watches and 
Clocks begging Father 
Time to stop so I can 
Live in the moments
When I heavenly dream
Cause only then you seem
To exist without fear of hurt
And this dirt I throw on
Our love’s coffin every time
My mind wants to sin
Every time my body wants
To give in to temptation
No abbreviation only
Full word encounters
Forgetting the night we 
Founded this incredible 
Bond writing this heavenly
Song I won’t write outside
Our lines but my soul cries
Cause my heart isn’t here
But my body is and
My body feels
The evil returning
Familiar ghosts spurning
New rules new tools
To build evil connections
Illegal body bridges
Close to the edges
Of the earth
Nowhere to turn
D’evil returns
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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June 22, 2014 at 12:09 PM
Lyndell, Congratulations, enjoyed stopping by to view, every featured poem, on the soups Home Page. Take Care & Have Fun this coming week..... Luve Linda
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