Slice

"slice!" the words pound in my head like a gunshot close to my ears
"Slice!" the devil whispers chants within me, i try to stay focused but the words bring dreadful fear
"slice!...... slice!" every step i take rings a 'slice', every slice dwells temptation nearer, i can almost smell the scene sin in the atmosphere
"slice! Slice! Slice!" like a machine gun let loose, i let loose the juice of evil upon me, painful happiness filled with regretful tears.

the deed's been done, the curtain of guilt falls upon my reviving soul
sometimes i wish i never felt this way, most times i wish i could undo my fouls
just close my eyes once and forget my past, open them as a brighter future unfolds
if only it were that simple, i guess old is gold, '....., my old evil is sadistically unforgetable gold

Like is not always as it seems, my life's so complicated i don't even know where to begin
I wish my younger years were better, but an thakful i had one, some of my friends never made it to their teens
am glad i have lived long enuf to maturity, thou its true my childhood bred my evil sin
but as akil once said, in the needless pain:

    "Pain feels,what pain fills in us,    pain heals what pain seals in us,    pain steals,what pain drills in us,    pain deals with what pain feels,    and thus,pain is us!"