Midnight Temptation

a poem about darkness, hidden evil and temptation

MIDNIGHT TEMPTATION

The moon bleeds red blood,
Putrid waters of denial flow fast.
Crimson lake overflows with passion
And pain. And the dying stars
Mirror the past.

Shadows sway with blickering madness,
Little whispering voices ask, why?
Inside of my head the demon rises
As the breath of death passes us by.

Porcelain faces expose their flaws,
The veils of darkness and light grow thin,
Horrors of night extend groping claws
And a lingering evil prickles the skin.

When the wall of light crumbles,
And the final veil of darkness falls,
Temptation, my midnight temptation,
Through the veins of evil it calls.