When Hell
Is the only door
Left
There is no getting out
No running away
No separate route
You can beg
You can scream
Steal
Cheat
Bargain
Or kill
Try as you might but
Two options remain still
Stand up for your right
Or
Submit to the fight.
When Hell
Is the only door
Left
There is no getting out
No running away
No separate route
You can beg
You can scream
Steal
Cheat
Bargain
Or kill
Try as you might but
Two options remain still
Stand up for your right
Or
Submit to the fight.
I was captured
on a sunny day
with that sharp
sparkling line
The invitation cast
manipulation
My mouth may be hooked
yet I cannot help
to laugh along with you
For it was my own fault
I followed you to the shore
I wanted to know more
You showed me your feet
and danced on the beach
I was enticed
by the glow of the lights
But it was all for show
I didn’t know
and now
even though
you tore me apart
I sit here on display
as your trophy
polished and beautiful
but
gutless
and missing my spine
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