Eve

 
in the spiteful rain I am thrust out of Eden
screaming in agony
barer of a hated fateful seed
anarchy in my blood glorifying my darkest need

I am shackled to the past
reaping my just deserts
toiling in the soil for bitter honesties
seeking shelter from the lunacy

I alter my steps and fall into obscurity
a devil in the midst trailing my steps
uttering fallacy over my body
breaking my words as hollow echoes

stalking my essence
chastising my soul
lest I forget my grievous error

the immortal beckons
I gladly lay down with devils
to discover my blasphemy
massacre the faith I am tied to
and be done with me