Judas Spoke....

I remember how you bit your lip

As Judas spoke.

Still you boarded that one way ship.

Leaving behind all the smoldering smoke.

How long before your soul began to rot?

Could you smell the decay day to day?

At what price was your love bought?

To the highest bitter or whoever would pay?

HE ASKED FOR NOTHING

And I said to the Devil,

“Where you been?”

“I’ve always been here.”

“Are you a friend?” I asked.

“You’re a friend of mine.” he smiled back.

“I’m tired of running.”

“Stay with me and get some sleep.” he offered.

I slept in the devil’s bed.

He asked for nothing in return,

But the sights of pain never left my head.