More Then Just A Shadow. Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

And as dream dies.
A fading sunrise.
A compromise between this world and the next.
A confession in front of the good book.
I've never been much of a believer.
In an age of the war between heaven, and hell the sacnity of my soul dwells.
Not sure where to go from here.
Fear becomes a rot that needs to be surgically removed.
Doctor, doctor, the bleeding will not stop.
Head between your knees until you drop.
And the plot thickens.
Twisting the words that have been written.
Leaving you hanging in the wind.
Naked, exposed, helpless, and so vulnerable.
And that's the way you like it.
Driving down a rocky road, with nitro-glycerin in back.
Ready to explode.
It's all or nothing.
Living for the danger, a junky for the adrenaline.
Is is just another high.
Are you chasing me, beyond the divide?
Or does the mirror lie.