Bathing in misery has got me dealing. I had been wound up so tight, Only wanting to be blessed by light. That was until one faithful night. I zigzagged drunkenly towards the fireplace. I became tired of doing right in great haste. I no longer wanted to reach for first place. This was when I had a descent from grace. I gave my soul to be devoured by the devil. My life no longer grew towards a goal, So I grabbed for one more lick of pleasure. Reaching out for sin had no more pressure. After being accustomed, I felt I had blossomed. Lucifer couldn’t swallow my old ambition, So he fought to return it through attrition. But I no longer claimed custody. Life with no fear of wrong became serenity. Some may say I’ve grown to become a pity, But selling my humanity gave me such clarity. I had been wrought with being clean cut. Now I feel my way through unkept ambiguity. I thought this apathy would turn me into a mutt, But it feels like trusting my gut has given new ...
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