Dare you leap off this limb, into a world of unforgivable sin? Where lust is love and love is lust. Where your feet will tread, do you trust? Every corner unearthing a new depth. Long ago, there I have crept. No one hears your cries any longer, for the world is cruel and oh so somber. Demons walk among you as your own, in the place you live in which is not your home.
I wrote this a while ago and just found it in an old binder.