The Idiot's Purgatory

Burn it, burn it all I say
The dust on your fingers from tracing my face
The letter in your hands, the one I wrote in haste
The picture of us together, the only one I had
The scarf around your neck, the first I ever made
They are all lies you say
All parts of a devious plan
They must be then, evanescent
Yet, I still see them in my hands
Like blood on a murderer's fingers
Like cobwebs on my mind
Tattooed to my memories of you
They are everywhere I can find
I hope the burning does it
Washing away my sins
Because I cannot face my God alone
After sleeping in the devil's inn.

Comments

  1. Unknown9 December 2018 at 08:39

    Superb and mind boggling....

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  2. Unknown11 December 2018 at 10:11

    Splendid, it's so captivating, and so real, the words and the way they have been written is simply "awesome" 😎😎😎

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