shadow tempter

Alone and forsaken
I walk this desert land
Watching and waiting
As sand falls down my hand

The wind whips its hard licks
While the sun boils this skin

Trembling on the surface
These feet begin to bleed
Blistering and boiling from the heat beneath

Soaking in torture
My soul carries on
Flowing toward
This tempting cold arm

Holding a pointed finger
Learking my way
Laughing at the feeble attempts
To save my own skin

Watching and waiting
For these legs to give
Laughing and taunting
As my soul aims to win

He is my own shadow
The torture within me
Willing for failure
Tempting defeat