Pure Evil Poem by Byron Cornell Ford II

Lost home solitude soul bones
so alone
close-mouth'd courage
poetry porridge lemme stir it
blue with burnt tips foottrips atop sand pebbles
she awoke my soul
wish me well when you leave me
never goodbye BC
in the cab home cupids dagger hone'd
called baby that night soul flames ignited
first date on ice talking twice about the lifeless
acknowledging the dead, do it all before were them
'....i could die right here to night'
as the ice cracks
neither of us cares to run back
reality is another galaxy
blue moon attracting me
eX-men distracting me
she slips into my crevases undetect'd with a toothbrush
sleuthly dust crept in
relationship isnt what was expected
now i must forget her
as evil slithers
i gotta shake snakes without my angel beside me
and live with the fact that she cant even remember her heavenly orgins
medication deadly to organs
Lucifers not important
I wake up everyday and look pure evil in his eyes