Devil's Alleyway
Demons are graffiti marks dripping real slowly
Halo is floating as I say " God hold me "
He told me, to stay away from the trash cans
Souls floating out of them... now I understand.
Bricks crumble in sin, in this place that I'm in.
There's a heart shaped on the wall, the size of the devil's grin.
Echoes shiver slowly, " please help me"
I'm walking but not moving... my feet won't let me.
There's a tag on the wall that says don't temp me.
I'm a broken pipe and he just bent me.
Please help me, please help me
I don't want to be here
Fear is a spider crawling as I see clear.
Please help me, please help me
My heart is molding
My heart beats aren't flowing
Like a boat they're floating
One demon snatched my halo
Another clipped my wings
Another demon whispered to me, " I'm sick of spring"
Please help me, please help me
The grim reaper is chilling on the corner
As I walk up to him, he's flipping a quarter
Then my halo started fading
In my mind I started praying
And saying..
Please help me, please help me
Suddenly I realized that the grim reaper was me.
Trying to get out this alleyway as you can see.
Copyright © Anderson Torres | Year Posted 2012
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