Standing on the edge of nothingness <br />the wind of regret blowing through me <br />as my deamons dance the ring of deception <br />that I'm becoming more tempted to join <br /> <br />'Come, ' I hear them say as they weave <br />'You belong to us, don't you see? <br />The dreams that make you scream, <br />the Dark Mistress that forever stands beside you, <br />everything that makes you who you are <br />is nothing but a beautiful lie to keep you alive.' <br /> <br />How do you fight a shadow when you are weak; <br />when misery is engraved into your soul? <br />How do you resist the urge to fade away <br />when all your heart ever feels is pain? <br /> <br />Love has long since abanonded me <br />Happiness stopped coming to my door years ago <br />and I have fallen from Grace since the day my heart broke <br /> <br />So with nothing to lose <br />and nothing to gain <br />I take my deamons' hand and dance... <br /> <br />And the lie takes my life.<br /><br />Deana Rode<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2007-beautiful-lie/
