I hear his footsteps
pacing the hallway
heís been waiting
for weeks, months
maybe years
certain days, some nights
he disappears
leaving his shadow
in every dark corner
the sound of his footsteps
following my own
everywhere I go
when my will weakens
he knocks on my door
pleading
ìI am here
your Prince of Princes
your Savior of Saviors
Iím here
to take you
to my Kingdomî
falling
blindly into a trap
uncertain
I unlock my door
in the dark he stands tall
a mass of blackness
away from the light
shrouded in his own shadow
I say ìStep into the lightî
ìNo, I canítî he whispers
ìnot until you choose
to enter my Kingdomî
sensing my suspicion, he adds
ìThere, my child
is The Land of No More
youíll be free
from the grip of Fate
every of your burdens
will simply dissolve
youíll never have to ask
what life is
what itís meant to be
because Pain does not exist.î
ìSirî I say
ìhow do I know
this is trueî
he reaches out his arms
ìCome to me, my child
take the short cut
any kind of poison will do
a razor, a knife
if you donít have a gun
you could jump
or you could use
a handful of pills
just make sure
you wonít need
to do it twiceî
ìBut, Sir
it sounds too simple
to be true
donít you need
something
in exchange?î
he roars, ìSmart little one
I donít ask for much
just all of your memories
either good or bad
your dreams, hopes
all of your senses
that let you hear
see, touch, smell
and the pain, the curses
of those you left behindî
I pause to think
he seems to shrink
ìFor a one-way ticket
to your Kingdom?
honestly, Sir
the price is
way too high
I didnít have to pay
for admission
to this world
why need I pay
for the exit?
Iím breathing
for freeî
he vanishes into the dark
it dawns on me
I was deceived
almost victim
to a cheap salesman
selling a crime
an injustice
against myself
somewhere
outside someoneís room
the impostor must be pacing
along the hallway
waiting to strike up
a conversation
with another potential buyer
who might never know
with the real Him
there is no deal