I heard your voice ring

January 9, 2014

I heard your voice ring out from a mile away.

I turned and saw the sun gleaming behind you.

Like your God handpicked you for me.

I stood abroad and took you in. I let your rays soak into me.

It felt so good to be out of the darkness for a small while.

I would've loved you, but I had already made my pact with my demons.

And they had the intentions of ruining me, forever.

You were made to love me unconditionally. And I was made to ruin you,

You were sent to save me; and in return, in their favour, I was sent to destroy you.

My name isn’t Delilah, but Hello, nice to meet you.

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