Lust

Twelve years experience In the fields of the lost This kind of depression Only loneliness can cause Till one night I stood Not knowing how Where darkness and evil Were lurking around I walked amongst kings And their heads hung low In a layer of hell With Dante to show "Since I first found love Then lost it with a blink The desire for it back Was fueled by the drink" The sad words spoken From a fallen preist Lost from Gods' hands To the hands of the Beast How Dante did show me The sin of desire To continue to lust I'd join him in fire I shook my head And asked to leave Woke up the next day No longer naive