“It’s hard to dance with the devil on your back so shake him off.”
I have suffered. I swallowed the poison and held myself like a saint. I have wept for the dawn did not break. But I like to keep myself strong despite my blind foolishness. I still love despite all of my hate. I thought I’d buckle under the weight of all my unreciprocated love but instead I’ve carried it with a martyred soul. And for my suffering God has repaid me with strength of character, certainty and a wise heart.
This week has been paradise for the demons in me. I was damned either way. I found a darkness in me that needed to be unbound. I untied the ropes and let it consume me.
"These violent delights have violent ends"
I ended it violently. Abruptly, I murder the love I had for you. I would have cut out my own heart to have stopped loving you but instead I saw a beast in you. Something hateful and cruel. I could see no way but to cut you out.
"Hell is empty and all the devils are here."
This week has been paradise for the demons in me. I was damned either way. I found a darkness in me that needed to be unbound. I untied the ropes and let it consume me.
"These violent delights have violent ends"
I ended it violently. Abruptly, I murder the love I had for you. I would have cut out my own heart to have stopped loving you but instead I saw a beast in you. Something hateful and cruel. I could see no way but to cut you out.
"Hell is empty and all the devils are here."
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