Spotlight on a young poet/writer
I Danced With the Devil
by Brenda Porter
The past has slipped through my fingers
And the future threatens to consume me
My hopes and dreams turn to fears
As you impose your acrimonious views on me
The depiction of an existence at your side
Is tempting in its magnificent splendor
But its a ruse I’ve been told
This letting doubt seep into the cracks of my heart
But you eradicate my skepticism with your tone
I’m surrendering to you my soul without resistance
Now I’ve fallen for your deception
Your grip is starting to tighten and I’m losing my head
This deadness is permeating through me
I can’t bottle these emotions inside
Yet I’m struggling to let them out
The battles underway and I’m on the losing team
Suddenly I see a glimmer
Might it be hope coming to undermine me again?
Or a redeeming saving grace
On its way to elicit the poison you’ve infused
The struggle worsens turning my eyes from you
I’m loosening my grip on existence
Ready to relinquish everything to this demon
Unexpectedly you call me by name
My eyes flash back to your glorious light
I’m struggling now to take hold of you
The demons grip is loosening
I can feel your aura grasping me
Eliciting me from the grasp of this fiend
I can’t focus on anything but your splendid face
Then as I look for redemption in your magnificent eyes
I can breathe again realizing what I’d done
I’d dance with the devil.
And the future threatens to consume me
My hopes and dreams turn to fears
As you impose your acrimonious views on me
The depiction of an existence at your side
Is tempting in its magnificent splendor
But its a ruse I’ve been told
This letting doubt seep into the cracks of my heart
But you eradicate my skepticism with your tone
I’m surrendering to you my soul without resistance
Now I’ve fallen for your deception
Your grip is starting to tighten and I’m losing my head
This deadness is permeating through me
I can’t bottle these emotions inside
Yet I’m struggling to let them out
The battles underway and I’m on the losing team
Suddenly I see a glimmer
Might it be hope coming to undermine me again?
Or a redeeming saving grace
On its way to elicit the poison you’ve infused
The struggle worsens turning my eyes from you
I’m loosening my grip on existence
Ready to relinquish everything to this demon
Unexpectedly you call me by name
My eyes flash back to your glorious light
I’m struggling now to take hold of you
The demons grip is loosening
I can feel your aura grasping me
Eliciting me from the grasp of this fiend
I can’t focus on anything but your splendid face
Then as I look for redemption in your magnificent eyes
I can breathe again realizing what I’d done
I’d dance with the devil.
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check out Brenda’s blog
http://neverlosesightofthedream.blogspot.com
Thanks to kennymatic for the photo (see link below)
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Intense and lingering.
March 17, 2010 at 9:30 am
very nice indeed, talented young lady xx
March 17, 2010 at 3:26 pm
very nice…i like it…
March 17, 2010 at 4:40 pm