Pleasure In Sin Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Sharpening knife, moving the tongue, rescuing the young.
Close your ears.
Erase all your fears.
Re-writing a disaster.
Making it into a happily-ever-after.
Facing down the rapture.
God hasn't forsaken me, I have him.
From the beginning.
Breaking down, separate.
Murder on the mind when confined.
A subliminal meaning hidden between the lines.
The beating heart turns the dead.
From gold, to red.
Hanging on by a thread.
Giving this life an edge.
Climbing down the ledge.
Confidence in a pledge.
A forgotten passage re-read.
The tome of the unfed.
Getting your fill with a dollar bill.
But it's never enough.
Sandpaper to the skin.
It's got to end.
Before it begins.
Pleasure in sin.