Enlisted

I stand,
Here like a soldier,
Heart an AK,
Ready and waiting.

Who is the enemy?
Who will be the vanquished?
In this game,
This damned asylum of pain.

Hurt is the venom,
That feeds the fire,
Burning in the pit,
Of my distended stomach;

The flames rise,
And in sooth,
I reply, take out my heart,
And load the bloody weapon.

Where were you,
Sunken and soulless,
Friend or foe,
Lover or victim?

You played a mean hand,
I am now the dealer,
Anything you bet,
I will raise;

And as the fear creeps in,
I will aim,
Without a thought for want,
Or better for worse,

May this heart,
Breathing heavy and wildly,
Aimed with conviction,
Tear the fabric of your damned existence.

Enlisted

twistedson

Joined November 2007

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