Soul Killer

You've gone into the wind - into the wind
A castaway stone, vision from skin
Gathering clouds, rising tides
Windfall high from darkening skies.
A win situation - lost port of call
Sour damnation. Back to the wall.
What happened soul killer, you spirit destroyer?
Left your venomous shoes upon my foyer.
You've gone into the wind - into the wind
Erase those lines with your ugly sins.
Counting the beads, saying my prayers,
peeling back the scars in layers.
Gathering tears - the joys you took.
Pasting my fortune in a frayed scrapbook,
"Doubts you have will soon disappear."
Doubts I had have turned to fear.
Your final decision laid on the line
and tripped like a bomb in your basement land mine.
Riddled with bullets shot from your tongue.
You bathe in the blood in a war you have won.