When the Lights Get Low
When the light turns to darkness.
Make sure you are by my side.
I see the demons lurking in my peripherals,
so I run and hide.
Still often I wonder about Heaven and Hell,
essentially we're all clueless.
In the end, I'm just hoping that Heaven prevails.
Tossing coins into wishing wells,
seeing if I can purchase eternal light.
With the world's sinful spite,
by the night Hell will likely be in sight.
This world is no glorious playground,
but you can surely fall and still end up with scars.
No helping hand given,
many will often thirst for your blood.
And attack as you float in a sea of despair
as if they were Jaws.
Speculate every flaw and paint pictures
of ridicule upon their mental walls.
It's hard to live for the cause of
peace, compassion, and unity.
So eventually we succumb
to the deep pitted desire of havoc.
Relinquish the inner evil in all of us
and display what we've kept hidden from the community.
The Wrath of Satan is similar to this Hell on Earth.
Cursed with birth,
we all wander through life trying to discover self-worth.
Often getting lost in who we try to become.
The enigma encoded in our DNA,
for many, is hard to decipher.
And for some,
the hidden code stems from the fangs of the venomous viper.
I guess that's the reasons for the snakes in the grass.
And the same reason why they slither beside you.
Smile in your face and bite you in the rear and laugh.
Nothing positive prospers from the proposed aftermath.
The constant dispute between love
and deception thrives like a heart infused with adrenaline.
Fuels the contemplation of choosing to love again.
Leaving trust estranged in the jungle of disparity.
Blurring your vision to the scarce benevolence
due to the lack of clarity.
Without the world's affliction,
love's essence wouldn't be a reminder that we're alive.
Upon all the world chaos that erupts in volcanic style.
You're the one that preserves my ability to smile.
When the light turns to darkness.
Make sure you're by my side.
Because eventually there will be nowhere to run and hide.
Copyright © M.N.I.W M.N.I.W | Year Posted 2015
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