Shaunmatthewcpoetry

3am (The Witching Hour)

There used to be a girl back when
She\'d always message at 3am
The hour of the Witches, she could have been one
She had a boyfriend, playing games
Trapping my soul, trying to get it gone
I was an idiot and fell for it all
Like Alfred said to Bruce \"Why do we fall?\"
\"To learn to pick ourselves up\"
Need to stop speeding, life like a delivery truck
The morale of the story, there is no glory
Chasing a wicked woman with no heart
I kept my soul in the end but yes I fell
Bitch wanted to take me straight to Hell