cherub
Bluelighter
Plazma,,,,,,,,,,, thank you for putting these words in my head.
I love you babybear.
It seems this creature walks the earth with us
Never learning, ever changing, and continuing to
Claim its victims
Darkness being its friend, deceit being the game
Always on the look out for the prey
Toiling in its own pleasure of the body and flesh
Gratifying its own soul, to suit its selfish needs
Sliding under the radar of the next victim to be taken
Then capturing it prey
Shedding its skin as it moves on to the next
To never have a pattern of distrust,
Spreading its disease and capturing souls
Ripping apart of hope pure human values
Leaving the victims lifeless, questioning
The human aspect of one’s soul
No guardian angels to come to the rescue
They wait out the clocks ticking and
Watch the game played out.
They are helpless to save the souls
Only hero in the story can be you
You’re a prey with a demon attached to
Your soul,
You’re a prey with its on will
A prey with your own story to be told.
To scream and cover your eyes
Darkness is around you
Bad karma carrying on
Little unnoticed words spoken
But you haven't caught on.
It thinks of you as its prey
Innocence could be your excuse
Or lack of interest in life
Maybe your only site
It is not endearing anymore
To live that sheltered life
Desperate ways can lead to deadly games
when another soul is the prey of ones life.
I love you babybear.
It seems this creature walks the earth with us
Never learning, ever changing, and continuing to
Claim its victims
Darkness being its friend, deceit being the game
Always on the look out for the prey
Toiling in its own pleasure of the body and flesh
Gratifying its own soul, to suit its selfish needs
Sliding under the radar of the next victim to be taken
Then capturing it prey
Shedding its skin as it moves on to the next
To never have a pattern of distrust,
Spreading its disease and capturing souls
Ripping apart of hope pure human values
Leaving the victims lifeless, questioning
The human aspect of one’s soul
No guardian angels to come to the rescue
They wait out the clocks ticking and
Watch the game played out.
They are helpless to save the souls
Only hero in the story can be you
You’re a prey with a demon attached to
Your soul,
You’re a prey with its on will
A prey with your own story to be told.
To scream and cover your eyes
Darkness is around you
Bad karma carrying on
Little unnoticed words spoken
But you haven't caught on.
It thinks of you as its prey
Innocence could be your excuse
Or lack of interest in life
Maybe your only site
It is not endearing anymore
To live that sheltered life
Desperate ways can lead to deadly games
when another soul is the prey of ones life.
