Sever The Cord...Severe The Cut

       For the dead don't die & demons don't need a ceiling to uplift the one they decided to pick & take. Crawling in the shadows, a mind's enemy of the night. For the devil's, the tricksters, the nightmares of blindfold insecurities...Chewing the chain of sewn thread tightly wove to have a blind eye. For fear of submerging depths of suffocating, hyperventilating results...show's the dealer your poker hand's deal. In a room of never fathom of entry. A room beyond ever wanting to walk over this dark threshold of entrance. A room thugs & drugs...Lined along the wall. A man of any color at the head of a broken & wore table dividing...Once a family man...Once a man of Wall Street status,...Once a man, now an addict of pure need. This continents of divided are joined now together in a union not of bliss. For the hissing tongue of the serpent grins his battle of play...Who's to win...Who's to say ??? In this game of Monopoly or this game we play Life.