Go Back To Her

Angel of mercy, kiss of death. The misty reflection of your putrid guilty shame. Knowledge is the dagger that will pierce her innocence. You are a thief, a murderer, a selfish bastard. Love became her rationality and trust her own enemy and you her abuser. An ill conceived plan for a useless goal is a devils wish. You held fragility in the palm of your hands while standing on uneven ground. Tread with compassion. Forgive yourself, let go, love unconditionally. Sweet boy, you have been seen. Behind your shadow lies a gently flowing spirit, it is no wonder she was jaded. Madness slips through your fingers like hot grains of sand. My God, stop trying to coincide with the devil.