Devil my Angel

Moonlight stars breathing light into me,

painstaking path of sorrow found intense.

Fading accusations killing hopes for love,

dying the only dream I have yet to achieve.

Wasted life before life was ever life at all,

star-crossed envious thoughts penetrate.

Hollow man vacant life desperate for a way,

held together undone shackles breaking arms.

Tied to a tree dead chains release my name,

vultures pick me to pieces flesh hanging on.

Bloodless heart cried by eyes stormy weather,

drops of leaves in passion’s fall my winter is here.

Last time for a last breath without breathing,

holding on so hard to let go of this.

Poised for doom ending life my way home,

under flesh and bone my tomb in me.

Moonlit skies hiding what was in my heart,

I try to cry yet there is nothing coming out.

In my soul I feel the agony my face cannot portray,

under this tree of life, irony brings me death.











Johnny Newell