Heading Home "Downtown"A Poem by rose with loveDevil's at the end of the road, Devil's at the end of this rope, in my hand, Devil's outside in the night And I don't want to win this fight. The devil at the cross-roads I met, That devil's not just inside my head, Devil's outside in this night And I don't want to win this fight.
The devil will come at midnight, At the cross-roads I shall bear My crimes and my suicide, real like The devil's not just inside my head.
Midnight strikes with the devil outside my door, Fearful black dogs with red eyes Are waiting to get my blood pour, Finally I no longer seek to save my soul.
Destination home.
The devil buried my soul, Now I have no place to go. 6 feet under humanity's feet I finally found something that my meat can please.
I’m heading home.
With my body rotting in the ground And my soul burning in his hands, I can finally settle down and rest, There's no more crimes to be made For my lovers sake. Almost home.
With my body no more hurting And my soul no longer screaming I can finally settle down and rest And smile ‘cause the devil will take care of the rest.
Finally home. © 2011 rose with loveAuthor's Note
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