The Proposition Poem by Kevin Carney

I felt the wind blow in my face…
The cold slapping me into a sense of reality…
Change, a point of time.
Time, a lost sense of reality…
Emotion… a state of being.
The chains of bondage leaving,
nowhere to go…
Trapped within my own mind.
Such a dark room without a view…
Come with me…
Leave the shadows
that plagues your sanity…

The devil spoke to me…
He said come with me,
I can end all your pain…
You’ll have to listen to me carefully…
I can give you riches…
I can give you women
like never you would believe…
I can wash away the loneliness that you feel…
Every day and night…
You won’t hear those voices in your head again.
Come with me, step over the line…