Guide me by the hand.
Lead me upstairs so we can begin.
I was too young to understand:
Eve encouraged Adam
to commit the original sin.

Temptation shut downs my mind so I can’t dispute.
It’s time to poison my mind with the forbidden fruit.

Finding the balance between love and wild.
She will split you in two.
Searching for love in the back of her van.
Rapid
Heavy.
She's gone before it even began.

Drinking hearts of unsuspecting lovers.
Quenching her thirst of lust and moving to another.
Leaving her sacrifices drained and chasing shooting stars.
She's gone in the blink of an eye.
Leaving behind a trail of hope burning in fire.

I was so busy building a wall to keep everyone out
that I didn’t realize I was locking myself in.
Now I’m completely trapped within myself
and the civil war for my soul begins.

I’m left alone to tear down a wall that was built to keep hundreds out.
My monsters are winning this war and I will soon perish in my doubt.

A vulture is the only thing I can see
mocking me from the boundaries of my wall.
Soon it will be his time to dine
as I think I’ll leave my body by nightfall.

The dress was nothing short of beautiful that she wore
but all I could think of was how exceptional it would look on my floor.
Her accessories sparkled and matched the twinkle in her glare
but my hand pulling her hair would be the ultimate flair.

Darling, this lust is as deep as the ocean.
Tonight, these waves of mine are coming to drown you.

I don't need any more new friends.
They just help keep my monsters fed.

I don't need any more new friends.
The females lay forgotten in my bed.

I don't need any more new friends.
I am exhausted from digging their graves.

Let it be known that in the end
The demons were always my favored friends.

I tried everything to silence the monsters that are in control.
Unspeakable methods
just to save my soul.

Attempted drowning them with every bottle I could find.
Till the alcohol completely flooded my mind.
I passed countless ladies through my bed.
Praying their moans would quiet the voices in my head.
Late nights spent numb and floating endlessly from the narcotics.
Out of reach from the monsters before I turned psychotic.

My intentions were honorable
but my design ******* unforgivable.

Endless hours trying to put my monsters in a grave.
I became the devil and now these demons are my slaves.

Sticks and bones may break your bones
but words…
Words will chew you up, spit you out, and leave you on the bottom of the ocean’s floor.

Then they will breathe a tiny bit of hope into your lungs and drag you back to shore.
As your left gasping for air,
those words will have you begging for more.

Never underestimate the power of words.
Chaos has plagued the world started from prayers that go unheard.