The Devil of the Night

by Bilal anaim

Sure it's an evil game of fun
I played with
your mind and heart

I deceived, cheated
and with my flickering
tongue lied from the start

My true intentions were
to feel your pain
and watch you fall a part

The more you played
the less your chances were
to win the fight

You fought with your feelings
not your thoughts
you weren't smart

Desires, passions,
and fantasies were your curse
not your delight

Not your heart or mind
I had in mind
not what the game was all about

The pleasure I was
after is your soul
I needed to corrupt and excite

You were living
in Donte's inferno, yet made it
seem like Picasso's art

I'm your fears inside
a nightmare you never want
to be present at site

The dark side of thoughts
that block your sight from
seeing the light

The might of who lost faith
and thought with God
they can live without

I'm hell and following
me is wrong
yet I always pretend to be right

Wickness inside me reside
evil at your side
I'm the devil of the night

11/11/03