Hallway To My Heart
Speak in truth but thy riddles hold,
catch thy tounge that be it so bold.
Overextend intended reality,
face to face with a technicality.
Demons chatter while voices haunt,
hate is everything that continues to taunt.
Despair in grasping thy visions,
in hope of making the rite decisions.
Bouncing between, something so small,
envisioning lifes long hall.
Cometh to me now i command,
into my misery come and stand.
Bleed thy sins sacrifice to thee,
inherit what comes to be.
Take its hand, cold and ridged,
everything breaks because its fridged.
Down below and up above,
awaits a infinate hell of love.
Around the way into the center,
becomes the door you will never enter.
Copyright © Justin Robbins | Year Posted 2011
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