Sanctuary

 

Temptation...

Has red hair, and perfectly shaped breasts
A flawless arched bow for lips
that part so sweetly when she speaks to me

It is the devil on both shoulders
Whispering sweet nothings in my ear
of how easy it would be to hide.

Betrayal comes with a sweet sales pitch
When forbidden fruit is staring me down
Plotting a 'cover up' for my suicide.

This is no garden of Eden , only a field
of lies..

My brain has fallen on deaf ears
So my heart must intervene
this time.

I can't barter my soul for a quick taste
of slow poison.

I can't barter my soul...
For false promises of
After life.

The road to hell was paved
with my good intentions

I must leave it all behind.

Taking sanctuary...

at home ....

Where I belong.