I Do Detest.

I do detest, Oh how my love i must profess, i must confess my sins, you're the evil that's within,
and when i wake, i pray the lord my soul to take willing, cause if he don't then god must really be
all forgiving. Or i must be really good at deceiving. my mind has been conniving, as the enemy to my heart, i don't know who to listen to, they've both torn me apart. And I'd like to think I'm rough and tough, and can
handle the blows, until the trigger cocks back and I'm stuck running my woes.
I'm bored of this game monopoly, taking one step at a time, Only to be forced to move back
about nine. only to work hard then be sent directly to jail, only to wish for success and yet utterly fail.
looking for love in all the wrong places, believing in smiles on all the wrong faces.
what keeps me sane is the sky at night for that's when i dance with the devil in the pale moonlight,
where i ask god for forgiveness and to cleanse me within, & to try not to go back to where i have been.
They say jet fuel cant melt steel beams but that's a lie, look what's been done to me.
I have moments where I'm evil, a walking hazard, cause for some reason i like to live my life backwards.
I'm usually an optimist, seeing the glass half full till the pessimist knocked it over spilling a bunch of bull. Trying to keep faith, while walking a tightrope to hell, an unbalancing feeling I know all too well.
Regal in form and young in prime is the perfect recipe for slice of crime and im half way there for on you I'm hooked, and if i keep falling then my goose is cooked. Stressed to the max, pushed beyond my limits, slowly counting down the
minutes. Trying to remain as angelic as can be without becoming dependent on psychedelic needs. Oh how the imagination
feels the best when reality became what i detest.