-"The Last Score"
Stumbling through the darkness
My mind a constant state of haze.
My soul filled by Hate's murkiness.
As I walk down the back alleyway.
I finally make it back to the house.
My veins are craving an injection.
I stare down a random girl's blouse
As I look over her needle collection.
The heroin flowing inside my brain
As I feel the high I've been chasing.
However, I feel very intense pain.
My body shakes; my heart is racing.
The needle shatters upon the floor
As I feel my entire body go numb.
She quickly heads to the front door.
As I fade away, she calls me scum.
My last memory is the flash of light
As I struggle to take my last breath.
Another loser overdosing overnight.
A burden of society taking by Death.
-"The Phoenix Arises"
Wake up totally confused
Lying on a cold tile floor.
As a thousand questions
Run through my head.
Where the fuck am I?
What the hell happened?
Why can't I feel anything?
Why am I cold and naked?
My mind racing for answers
As it tries to comprehend.
Looking at scars on my arm.
Wondering what happened.
I rub my hand across them,
And watch as they disappear.
A white liquid oozing out
As I stare in total disbelief.
Begin to wonder if I'm dead.
Few memories of my last hit.
Flood inside my chaotic brain.
I died on that apartment floor.
I feel more alive than ever.
A phoenix rising from ashes.
Been giving a second chance.
Praying I don't fuck this up.
I pull myself off the floor,
And find a pile of clothes.
I put them on as I see dawn.
I head over to the window.
As I watch the sun break,
I realize I been resurrected.
I look down at my left arm.
Needle marks have vanished.
Instead of destroying my life,
I vow to save the damned.
I head out of the apartment,
And rejoin this living city.
-"The Miracle"
Inside the park, shots ring out.
As the crowd flees and shouts.
A mother breaks down crying
Her young son lies there dying.
I know it's too risky to display,
But this child won't die today.
I lay my hands on his injuries.
Hoping to end this boy's misery.
My entire body begins to glow.
Gushing blood no longer flows.
The child stands up unharmed.
As I collapse, pain in my arms.
The crowd falls into total silence
Only hearing approaching sirens.
Some fall to their knees and pray.
Others are unaware of what to say.
A few manage to string these words:
A miracle in the park has occurred.
One hundred people, maybe more.
Begin to compare me to The Lord.
As I slowly pull myself to my feet.
Crowds beginning to fill the street.
The word of my actions spreading
As the mother tears keep shedding.
The sun is blocked by rain clouds,
I disappear within the large crowd.
I want them to not know my name
For I'm not doing this for the fame.
I finally escape them in the subway,
And try to enjoy the rest of my day.
Back to my apartment that evening.
Knowing a mother stopped grieving.
The news keeps replaying the story.
Tempting me with promise of glory.
An unknown savior is what they claim.
I turn off the TV as I cry out in pain.
I fall to the floor as my arm is burning.
The needle scars are slowly returning.
My eyes blinded by the flash of light
I pass out overcome with sheer fright.
-"The Stranger"
I wake up surrounded by feathers.
A strange woman cladded in leather
With a look of anger across her face.
I try to stand up; she pins me down.
With her large wings to the ground.
She states,
"You are such a disgrace.
Giving these powers for evil intent,
Yet because of your act, I was sent.
To show you what they can truly do.
You were not giving this gift to heal;
A demon to make the humans kneel.
There is a test you will go through."
She finally lets me get off the floor,
Out of my mouth comes a long roar
As I watch my skin change to scales.
"We are going to this place of death
So you can repay your overdue debt.
Going to possess the souls of the frail."
A circle of fire encloses us from below.
A minute later, standing in the snow.
Outside a hospital emergency room.
"This is where your powers belong;
Not to save some child by the pond.
Bring the sinners to their eternal doom."
I try to fight back, but my body froze
She is in my mind with total control.
To the doors I march despite crying.
I enter the hallway knowing my fate.
I pray they escape before it's too late.
Refusing responsibility for them dying.
"Leave now!" I shout causing turmoil.
They flee and her blood begins to boil.
I may be going to Hell; I will go alone.
I feel my entire body begin to shake.
As her demonic powers are fully awake.
My refusal to let my powers be shown.
"Your mistake will put you in a grave.
Your soul forever will be my slave."
As I hear her voice leave from my head.
"Must unleash Hell on Earth tonight,"
She shouts.
"They tremble with fright"
A voice states,
"They shant be dead!"
- "Angel Versus Demon"
A man dressed in green scrubs
Is heading down the long hall.
"There will be no black magic
Within these hospital walls."
"You are a fool that will die
For being brave," she hisses.
"No one in this wretched place
Can even stop this mission."
He now stands in front of me,
And places his hand on mine.
"You are free of her control.
She is no longer in your mind.
You can use your gifts freely.
However, refrain from killing.
There is already enough blood
On the streets that is spilling.
Now, I will take care of her,
As you make the right choice.
You can either be condemned,
Or go out and find your voice.
I stress you leave while you can.
Don't want to die in the crossfire.
This battle is between her and I.
I will banish her back to the fire."
I make my way into the hospital
Realizing my last ungrateful act.
I do not care what will happen
For me there is no turning back.
- "The Gift"
Inside their ICU ward,
The children are asleep.
I look at one clipboard;
Begin to silently weep.
If I die saving them all
A sacrifice worth taken.
Towards Hell I will fall.
My soul already forsaken.
I touch every single head
My body begins to fail.
I know I'm already dead,
My skin is turning pale.
As I make to the last one,
Their only Christmas present.
The power of love has won,
I will leave without regret.
My body begins to glow;
I begin to fade from sight.
Under the moonlight snow,
They received life tonight.
I had made many mistakes.
That had doomed my soul.
Left with a heart free of ache.
These children will grow old.
The moral of my life story
Is to always use your gift
Not to gain fame or glory,
But to make a soul uplift.
