
The bright lights of a city.
The excitement.
The noise.
It entices you.
It takes you on a ride.
Holiday time like no other.
Light the way.
The bright lights of a city.
The excitement.
The noise.
It entices you.
It takes you on a ride.
Holiday time like no other.
Light the way.
The evil lies within.
Each of us has the voice.
The voice enticing us to be bad.
It offers suggestions for revenge.
Immoral ways to succeed.
It never sleeps.
It appears in our nightmares.
Forever ready to lead us
down dark pathways.
Always on the hunt for
new followers.
We don’t have to feed it.
But let it starve.
The evil within.
We all have that voice inside.
The voice enticing us to be bad.
Offering suggestions of revenge.
Immoral ways to succeed.
It never sleeps.
It appears in our
dreams and nightmares.
Forever ready to lead us
down dark pathways.
Always on the hunt for
new followers.
We don’t have to feed it.
Let it starve.
Brockhampton Estate, Herefordshire, England
via n.g.s
There’s beauty in the simple,
in the flow of a sweeping vine,
in the perfection of a rose.
Enough to brighten a day,
to fill you with its scent,
to entice you with its passion.
To leave you with serenity.
The evil within.
We all have that voice inside.
The voice enticing us to be bad.
Offering suggestions of revenge.
Immoral ways to succeed.
It never sleeps.
It appears in our
dreams and nightmares.
Forever ready to lead us
down dark pathways.
Always on the hunt for
new followers.
We don’t have to feed it.
Let it starve.
The lights of a city.
Nothing is as bright.
Nothing can make you
Hold your breath.
For the anticipation,
Excitement,
And noise,
Of a big city.
It entices you.
Draws you into
Its arms.
Takes you on a ride.
Of thrills and adventure.
Light the way.