Villains
I sit, as I am embraced by madness,
waiting, as the waves cascade like sadness,
spilling over me, drowning the darkness,
I have found the light, though it’s lifeless.
It’s my mess, now as I’ve grown older,
I was born into this to live never sober,
for once you’re over a certain lesson,
you dream to be warmer, in a world that keeps getting colder.
I was lonely, looking for directions,
the skies stayed silent, falling to temptations,
as he walked right behind, whispering salvation,
just as he had before, to every ruler of every nation.
See, my insecurities exploited by many people,
my soul strangled, by cultures and ego’s,
my heart scorched, by vultures and evil,
so I turned and shook his hand.
He could see I couldn’t stand,
so he showed me needed mercy,
let me breathe, from all the people who had come to hurt me,
he fed the thirsty.
All he asked for in return,
is to never eat again, unless it’s earned,
to turn my back on people, who don’t deserve,
to forget about deceitful and walk this Earth,
with a little love for me, for he too was cursed,
and had nobody there too when he too was burned.
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