The Devil Made Me Do It
Don’t believe what you may see
for your eyes they do deceive thee
everything they say
poisoned with half truths and lies
only rumors to stifle our way
I couldn’t have done those things
none of that was real
just horrible awful dreams
there was no color
only lack of light
that could not have been me that night
It wasn’t like I had a choice
no not even my own voice
I wasn’t in control
the darkness took me over
trapped me in a room so cold
then it locked the door
You just don’t understand
the shadows they sometimes need me
their call I can’t defy
they whisper what I need to do
to them I must comply
it’s not me, its them to blame
the blood is on their hands
Know the beating of my heart's what’s real
it’s the only thing that is
beats each beat for the love I feel
together it says, forever it says
always, you are mine
I’d protect you with my last breath
put it all out on the line
I never would have hurt you
that’s the one thing I wouldn’t do
It wasn’t me, it couldn’t be
it’s not my fault, I have no guilt
this burden it won’t be mine
the devil made me do it
it was to him I built my shrine
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
