The Abyss

What am I to say?

Death seems so becoming

Shall I allow another heart to perish?

Invite another moment of destiny’s hell?



Torture comes in various ways

Even disguises itself with illusion…love and happy

Sometimes, even the pill of truth

Doesn’t taste as bitter as love, after it is gone



Watching my shadow watch me

Asking, “Will you build another castle in the sand”?

To watch as the tide turns to blood

Only to wash it away?



Into the Abyss, where misery dances with tomorrow

The front man smiles, charms, enchants with romance

For even there, the devil may care

That he is lonely.



Dennis





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