My darkness sinking deep back into my conscious
Lurking the visions that I deemed to hide
Moving them closer and closer to reality
The truth appears and comes alive like a serpent
Slowing sliding across my eyes leaving it dry
Swallowing the disparity that it had unleashed
I hold my hand up to its blast of fire like a god
As it tries to tear me down piece by piece
I look at its fiery hand and speak the truth
Waiting to see its reply of what has been untold
It's deepest darkest secret was already unveiled
Pauses to allow the striking sound lurking through
I hold its hand to help soften the blow it feels
Knowing that judgment will not be passed by me
I take you complete whole heartedly
YOU ARE READING
My Devine
PoetryA poet from the heart to yours, may this inspire, impact and relate to all desires
