terça-feira, 1 de setembro de 2009

crossroad blues

That was the coldest night that I remember.
and knew that would be my last. Played in a small bar as usual, when I felt a feeling I never felt. Listened to all the barks side, but what would it be? and because no one listened? I ran, was the only thing I thought at that moment, to flee, was my only way out. And I ran to the nearest harness and locked myself there. But the barking has pursued me, and I knew there were dogs barking in common, and also knew they were behind me. I locked the door and held the harness using all my strength to at least try save my useless life. Until the door was open and was thrown to the ground, the dogs of hell I had been shot down, and I could not do anything for me save, count on was that some milgare happen even at that moment I already was no longer a god. Dogs scratched me like knives cutting me, was the part of the deal, musical ability and my soul.
That was the deal and had already gotten my time. In my last moments I remember that night when I decided to change my life direction. Crossroads were everywhere, and decided to pay to see. Some strange objects of witchcraft and my picture, buried in the center and waited. I looked everywhere and suddenly a woman appeared, her eyes were red and it was a very attractive woman. And asked for talent, talent just for my soul, that was it, and close the deal. Over 5 years, was all I had left, 5 years.
And had passed and that was my time to meet such a hell.