Standin’ on the edge of the balcony,
I stare out into the cold ‘n dead darkness.
Cold wind blows through the lifeless street,
Bidding farewell with sadness, the Moon
Extends towards the horizon, dipping away.
Clock’s ticking ‘n ticking, way past 3,
Looking down into the endless void, I,
Nod along as the voice speaks to me.
“Go ahead”, the Devil says, as he,
Grins at me, cursing my soul ‘n life.
Cold, sadistic, deceiving ‘n masochistic,
For I, the son of Devil himself,
Egress ‘n regress to me old self.
“I implore mercy, oh thee Satan”,
Disappearing, as I, from humanity,
Exanimate and lacklustre, it is.
Falling into the void, as I,
Scribble my own life’s ‘Script’.
Nothing is real, apprehending as I,
Feel sorry for all my sins, and,
Remorsing for bein’ evil ‘n immoral.
“Apologies for breaking your heart, baby.
Apologies for lying to you, baby.
Apologies for leaving you, baby.
Apologies for being heartless, baby.
Apologies for being… me, baby.”
Saying, as I, realize I am just different.
Closing my eyes, as I desiderate,
Her warmth, her love, her arms.
Wanting to hold onto her, as I,
Finally let go off the good.
Perceiving that everything fades, as I,
Drop onto the floor, as life escapes,
Out of me, as I pass into oblivion.
For I, gone like the winter wind, ‘n,
Forever ceasing to exist.
Transitioning into my limbo, as I,
Bid adieu to you, my life, and humanity.
“Whenever he speaks a lie, he speaks from his own nature, for he is a liar and the father of lies.” – John 8:44
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