Evil thrust

So many times I visit sorrow. I gave you my heart to borrow. I've walked this path too much. Evil as such. Horrifying to grasp this love. Blood covers the sin on my glove. I feast a lot on pain, Nothing but rejection to gain. I love, but not love that should be. I hide from that evil I so often see. So innocent from the start. Too stupid, too smart... I cry for souls that are lost, mostly my own. Love hurts, I should have known. I fear the power of unity. I crave sweet serenity. The Heart of Lust, struggling to offer trust. It conquers good, Provokes evil, creating a sensuous mood. Why hide from power? We are not the innocent flower. Love is what I'm striving for. Yet, the tunnel is dark towards that mystical door. Sources of evil lusting for my soul. Destruction their only goal. Surrender to the unknown presence, Feel it's dark essence. Total destruction of body and mind. Leave love behind. Envision inner peace. Embrace lust and ignore the desire to cease. The truth is, we live a lie. We must enjoy life, for we all will die.