Devils shoestrings

Lance in my door conveys a hidden word
Of existence beyond this desperate world

Pierced is the gash so deep in the wood

Beckoning to disobey wanting my good

Deal in blood he wanted written with fire

Offering gifts and riches of utmost desire

As I watched frozen on the ground staring

Devils shoestrings laced I recall wearing

Time lost evoked inside cleansing implore

Where learning to believe in me evermore

Illusions are secreted among the mankind

Searching and seeking things we never find

A choice won in the end to refuse to comply

Horror of his face and demonic tongues of lie

Eyes slithery and evil suited his thousand faces

As I untied the lavish shoes and burned its laces

Deployed terror departed a tattoo on my heart

Remembering moments from which I can never part

The privilege of disbelieving I no longer contain

Though mortal and integral does my soul remain

There lays another realm of which many do know

Yet only few had a glimpse of its powerful blow

And while I recall accounts of its blistering fires

I insist living on barefoot with needs and desires