Cross Roads

Saturday, June 20, 2009

It was midnight and I was standing at a crossroads. The moon hung up high in the night sky bringing light. I was wandering lonely waiting for something a new. My mind was there but my soul was searching far. Thats when that man approached me in the dark of night. Tall and pale his flesh shown bright against the sky. Adorned in black with a hat hiding the view of his eyes. His voice booming he was followed by a pack of hounds. Evil was his place and he found it with in my heart. An offer made to play the way I want till my time through. A trade to be made for my eternity for endless talent. He could not see the need for my skills but offered them. The smirk across his face was not that of happiness. I take no trade and sell my soul to another for much less. The way I was will never be remembered by none. My talent the silver tongue cut from the mouth of the man. He tried to beg and even barter but my hand too heavy. From his lips I rip the thing that I needed to carry on. His hounds left along the side of my long beaten path. My song sang loud to pure the tone of another heart. It was midnight and I was standing at a crossroads. The moon and the devil hung high in the sky for all to see.