WHAT THE HELL, WAS I THINKING ?

For scribbles that sounded good an hour ago.

Blood Lust
The smell of fresh blood which has spilt upon the ground awakened a demon buried within. Pangs of hunger twist and cripple the body in screaming agony. As I sit, upon the park bench watching the people passing by. I could hear the blood coursing, rippling, and even surging through the many vessels that circulated within their being. The pumping of their hearts, joined together in a liquidious chorus that resonated through the core and made the blood lust unbearable. I see each person as an unsuspecting victim of my desire. Their disbelief in forgotten lore makes them perfect prey. The transformation is nearly complete. I am part of a legion that has been anointed by the moon and embraced by the darkness. The lust for that crimson life giving fluid is now intolerable. I can't control it anymore. An innocent stalked and liquidated but, gave good chase. Alas, the thirst, my blood lust has finally been quenched...

Do I Exist
I am the one you fear, when darkness descends over the land. I am the possessor of the ultimate malevolent forces. I lurk in the shadows of your mind. I peer at your foolish mortal thoughts and some strike me as comical. I go by numerous names. I am sure, that you know more than a few. I bring droughts and disasters to all I impact. Sacrifices are done in my name. Slaughtered are the innocent for my will is theirs. Cruelty and Rage are my sons but, Temptation and Death are my most favored daughters. The powers of darkness temps you. But,only those who are chosen can partake of my nefarious supper. This story has been uttered since time begun. Now, I must put you a question; Don't I or Do I exist ? If you say I don't, WELCOME TO MY SUPPER.

Demanos Be Gone
The demons are possessing my void of a mind. They are sending me sinister messages I try to ignore but, demonic chants and verses surge through my body like a current of electricity. Demons Be Gone My soul is torn between heaven and hell. The demons slowly state their claim on my body as they try to put it to evil uses. Demons Be Gone I see the demons during the day and night. They lurk in the shadows of my mind. They are hard at work in trying to steal my soul from this Earth. Demons Be Gone The demons sit and watch in the splendor hell torturing my soul. They plot to see which of them get to plant their seed of utter destruction. Demons Be Gone Seeing the destruction of hell's blistering flames, my soul is cowering in the darkness awaiting God's heavenly light.

Damnation
They followed me from one place to another. They enter the mind by ways unknown to me. The soul is captured and put through hellish acts. The sky turns red with the blood of loss innocents as the spirit gets a panoramic view of its new home. Caged high above the flames, demons encircle the cell chanting and stabbing . The flesh began to blister, sizzle, and pop. The pungent order of the skin burning put the body into shock. The pain, that was inflicted. It was the kind of pangs that no one should endure. Hell's legions cackled in malevolent delight. Gates to God's heavenly abode has forever departed. I submerse back into the hole of ruthlessness . This is now apart of my eternal sentence. I haul my shame throughout the abyss. I have sired a series of manacles that erupted from many heartaches. The irons are long enough to stretch over the world. This nightmare that is my malediction, is a relentless reminder of the deeds that I have done. I have wronged so many in my life. I hope the torment will end soon. But as we all know, hope has no place in Hell...

Star Gazing
Gazing out over the horizon, bearing witness to the awesome site of late day melting into dusk The air brush colors of the sky ignites a longing to be -- With that special love. A love that is so close and yet out of reach. The heart cannot deny the passion for that extraordinary one. As the moon arose high above and the stars began to shine. I took a deep breathe and sighed... With that simple action all uncertainty ceased. Looking up at the pallet of night.The mind ponders, if he feels the same yearning as I do ? Then in a twinkle of a star, I felt at that moment, he did too.

© Christina Womack Inspirational
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