I bathed
in the bowl of your sorrow
I swam
in the pool of your pain
I sang in the melody
of your sufferings
I danced in the world
of your complaints
I slept in the bed of
your confusion
I hoped that light will
beam in the canvas
of your dreams
and so....
I invited you to walk with me
holding my hand in yours
you accepted it with happiness
and for a while
strolled in the valley of joys
then...
the devil reappeared
who's presence
was always in your realms
darkness engulfed
and...
you are marked
and clutched
never to be free...
she....
had you dancing
forever
in her tiny, wicked little fingers.

if only I knew
I wouldn't have wasted
my time
letting you danced
with my heart
my soul and my mind..

But.. it is so over
And thank God..we are very done.
Amen.