Reaper's EcstasyMature

This is about losing your way and trying to make yourself a better person, but realising you enjoy it too much to let it go

I'm wandering, hunted somewhere in the dark

My life, my path would corrupt the purest of hearts

In the sprawl and the hustle of the city

A sense of escape is a treason against me

I tried to find love

But my senses are broken

 

I think somewhere I've lost my way

Lost all sense of love and grace

Sinking deeper and deeper without a trace

I look in the mirror, Is this even my face

 

Wayward, blazing blindly into the wars

I whirl past the broken homes in the dusk

I'm wounded, and the dressing is septic

They say, gods may pave the way home

But I stand broken, snarling and sceptic

 

Heroin, Cocaine so sweet to me

A blaze of colours, a reaper's ecstasy

The city lights are playing tricks on me

I've felt another world, I've seen what your eyes will never see

 

I think somewhere I've lost my way

Lost all sense of love and grace

Sinking deeper and deeper without a trace

I look in the mirror, Is this even my face

 

I've tried to make things right

Return to them what I'd stolen

Denounce the demons that control me

Mend the hearts that were broken

 

But I love and hate this life at the same time

I abhor and adore my ways, my crimes

I'm still waiting for an answer to it all

I'm still recovering, from the break and shock of my fall

My fall from grace

 

I think somewhere I've lost my way

Lost all sense of love and grace

Sinking deeper and deeper without a trace

I look in the mirror, Is this even my face

The End

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