The Spike

A spike, a life.

"I have lived life close to the fires of hell...
yet heaven always found me...
through people, through angels in hidden veils.
they were always protecting."


One night I needed you so very long ago...
the darkness was long that night...
I was lost, you were home.
I needed you in my sight.

Through confusion, blood and pain...
I found my way out...
You stopped me on the road...
I said mom wants me now.

It was a night of hidden horrors...
in shadow, he was there...
drinking unknown poisons...
was more than I could bare.

For weeks, bled and broken...
no memory of the night...
just what my friend told me...
she cried, i said alright.

I knew what i had lost...
I knew what you lost too...
I never could begin to tell you...
I probably never should.

How could it happen I asked...
Why did it happen at all...
having fun at a sleep-over...
next a shadow on the wall...

For years I blamed myself...
for years I blamed him too...
for years I blamed the devil...
I never did blame you.

Instead i became colder...
no future could I handle...
I needed you for a time...
you slowed me like a candle.

Back to forgetting, like I do...
back to bending some of the rules...
always knew that heaven sent you...
always knew that I can't have you.

Reviews

[Anna]

You conjure up the pain sense of lose and blame and those darkest of moments x bless you x dark sad and true x loved it

[Franky]

This is beautifully written about a painful, tortuous existence. I know that kind of pain, as do many others. It's very sad.