Sinland (Part 1)

 An open rose .. It calls to me.
To a far away land one can not see.
Luring me in with its crimson red.
I find myself drawn to it, though I should run instead..  
As I look all around, well what's this I see?
Its a tiny bird woman with sharp pointy teeth.
She smiles at me with an evil little grin
and its just then I realized This rose creates sin.

She raises her arms and she spins all around.
Roses appear everywhere but they don't make a sound.
There's a fragrance near and it hypnotizes quick.
I breathe it in deep and my mind becomes sick.

Sinful thoughts they scream though my head.
Of naked body's colliding together in bed.
I shake that off... Thinking, "what the fuck was that?"
And just then I remember that in this land I am trapped.

Overwhelmed with a feeling of panic... Will I get out of here?? Then I start to shiver and my body fills with fear.
And about a minute later there's that smell once more.
I look all around but still I can't find the door.
These sinful thoughts.. They overtake my mind.
Of lies and deceit and of life unkind.
I picture bodies, bloody, beaten and bruised.
The chopping if heads and life misconstrued.
And then it clears up and I remember where I'm at.
The misconception of this rose and my mind becomes flat.
I think of things that no human should recall.
I run down a path and at once I start to fall.
Then i catch a whiff of the fragrance... again it wraps me all up.. And the tiny bird women .. She stops me abrupt..  
She waves and she spins an she spins an she waves.. Then she smiles from ear to ear.. Then suddenly I hear a tiny Lil voice singing .. "You'll never get out of here.."
I fell to my knees and I begged to her please, I don't belong in this land that I'm in.
She throws out a laugh and an ugly little smile singing "Come on girl...let us begin. My roses are the color if luscious red lust, they're wonderfully fragrant and to sniff them a must. So breathe in deep, that horrific sweet smell.. When you do you'll be trapped in my beautiful land called hell. Just look around, it's not so bad.. You even find there's people you know.. But forget the outside world because I'll never let you go."

Catching my breath. Sweat on my brow.
Breathing heavily in and then out.
The scent overtakes me... my body is shaking.
There's copious thoughts of sin.
And hears the fucking bird women again.
I can't seem to escape thoughts the roses create ..and the roses are more amassed. The aroma they dispel I once loved to smell.. and the pathways are increasingly vast.

 The tiny bird women she's around every turn.
Suddenly what's this I see?
A gimps of a red bic lighter on the ground there beside her. Ha! Right here in front of me.
So I try to distract her . Yelling crazy shit at her . Screaming  I'll stand my ground you bitch!
She spins all around
then jumps up and down..
Her smile is replaced with a twitch..  


(to be continued)