THE DEVIL IN MY WINGS

This discipline finds it's end.

Every ear must have heard by now:

d

o

w

n

the drain...

Drowned within the vehicle,

like a door unable to escape

the necessity of a wall.

If only we could have talked it out.

What law sees this seperation?

I never saw the evil in us?

If the devil in you found it right to love,

then doesn't love return?

I know love isn't a choice...

...

If I feel that unconditional purpose

overtaking me...

I vow to serve.