Throwback #9: those eyes

i loathe the eyes of a merciless soul
they drip with the hatred which from Satan you stole
those eyes
they laugh
at those lost to damnation.
those eyes
they burn
with the fire of Satan.
those eyes
they pierce
like a demons flamed arrow and
those eyes
mark you
like the devil's dark demons.

-DB
3/26-27/2009, 3/27/2013

moment.

there comes a moment when
you realize how you loathe
the life you've come to live
the responsibilities you hold.
there comes a moment when
you throw your hands up high
tell the air you're done
and watch the world go by.
there comes a moment when
you put your head back down
and mutter to yourself
that there's no time to drown.
there'll come a moment when
it will be worth the fight
so until then i pray
that soon i'll see the light.

-D.B.
2/21/2013