Inferno

You’re a pendulum of hazard that I do nothing to dodge.
A wrecking ball of temptation aimed at the walls of my mansion.
When you drop, I’m knocked off balance.
Your metaphorical touch is a chemical. The addiction potent.
The further I fall, the higher I fly.

On the edge of tasting stars, I descend up the climatical mountain.
The pull to the peak is too gravitational, no matter how hard I fight, I’m sucked into the blackhole.
Like an Angel, I fall through the bottomless floor.
A shot of your godplex is my only chance of redemption.

In no time, I’m floating where you want me. Spineless and aphasic.
Foolishly dropping my heart, as you break my psyche.
One wishes to be the other. Little do they know they’ll both be losers in the wars they are fighting.
The glass house has fallen, and now I’m just another mind in your jar of victories.
A wounded soldier in your war of hearts.
I’m stamped with your name like a trophy.
Gratitude for your participation.

What goes up must come down.
We’re on different pages of the same story.
But I’ll keep eating the lies, as long as you keep feeding them.
The stallion in your chest betrays you. Saying what your mouth refuses.
We are both cowards in this game. A winner is rhetorical.
The dance is only situational.
The burning room comes free.