I wanted to go and play...
Go and play on the Devil's playground.
I just wanted to expierence the sinister side for one instant...
For one instant I wanted to be bad.
I wanted to glimpse what it was like...
What it is like to be remniscent of the part...
Masquerade as the wounded, the wicked.
I wanted to know how it feels...
How it feels to uterly fade away...
Uterly fade away from the sight of the blameless angels
I wanted to heed the sounds...
The sounds of the broken...
The fallen victims...
The broken victims of anguish.
I wanted to taste the trepidation...
The trepidation of the forsaken...
The abandoned hypocrite...
The abandoned hypocrites of judgement.
I wanted...
I wanted...
Just to play on the Devil's playground for one day.
*05-08-07
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i think this is quite a very good piece.......well executed......well i think many us somehow have this urge that u are talking about here....... very good.........