The Mind of B

The heart of a true love only beats for you The soul of a true love only mates with you The mind and body tends to falter behind you The mind and body tends to distort what we see as reality The tendency to be loved and desired only to fall apart What is it behind the shadows of the unfaithful heart? Or is it the heart that’s just the scapegoat…taking the fall As the mind and body together unravel the work of the heart The mind sends the impulses; the body acts; the heart gets conflicted Time and time again the cycle goes; a tortured soul is born Burned into it; forever tainted with the blood of adultery Are sinister forces at work or is it the act of man? Does the devil lurk around giving the necessary push to act out? Engraved in a man’s soul are the previous failures of control Fighting the urge that was bestowed on us at birth The very testosterone that differs us physically, affects us mentally Natural aggression; Natural urges; Natural failures of

I've come across this bridge before. Why am I more inclined to continue this time? I've sat on this rock before. Why am I still sitting here? I walk. You stop. You walk. I stop. This is all to familiar. That faint sound gets louder. Strange? Maybe. Unfamiliar? Not in the least. It's a quick pace. Starting to feel insanely weird. I don't like it. Listening to it frightens me. That drumming sound full of base. Look left. Look right. Look up. Look down. Straight ahead. Turn around. Something is coming behind me. Shadows of the night. That faint to loud sound gets deafening now. I run to get away from the shadows. There's so many of them. Surrounding me all at once. No where for me to go. No way for me to escape. They stand and look at me. No eyes. No body. Just shadows with a dark aura. I wait. I shake. I pray. Then stop. Apparent to me know. I know these shadows. What do they want? I move, they move. I run, they run. Mimicking me down to