I reach for the sky,

My hand never reaches.

I'm drenched in blood.

Its not my own.

I've done wrong.

But I'm reaching for the sky.

It's just too far.

Hell's got this hold on me

Keeping me grounded.

I try to reach for the sky

But I'm pulled back down.

It seems for every right I do

Forty sins returns the favor.

Who's blood that's not my own?

The man with the horns is tapping me.

The man with the horns is asking me.

What is my ideal inferno?

My ideal inferno?

Flames am I destined to?

Has the man with horns been masking me?

And now is the man with horns trapping me?

That mendacious man.

That pernicious man.

He tricked me I swear!

The blood that lies on my hand,

Is there by a fault that is not my own.

Should I beallowed to touched the sky?

Withhands stained red above me.

Always reaching,

Always grasping,

For some hope.

A sign.

A savior.

An anything.

Hell's got this hold on me,

Keeping me grounded.

I try to reach for the sky,

But I'm pulled right back down.

It seems for every right I do,

Forty sins return the favor.

Who's blood that's not my own?

The man with the horns is tapping me.

The man with the horns is asking me.

What is my ideal inferno?

My ideal inferno?

I reach for the sky,

(But my hand never reaches.)

I'm drenched in blood.

(Why?)

The man with the horns is tapping me.

(My ideal inferno?)

Has the man with horns been masking me?

(That mendacious man)

(That pernicious man)

I'm always reaching

(Always searching)

The man with the horns is tapping me

(My ideal inferno?)

Why can't I reach the sky?

(Help me to move on)

Why can I not fly on my own?

(Help me to touch sky)

Lift me onyour wings to God.


I wrote this from the point of view of a character I made up. R/R please and check out my other stuff

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