The Call

The Call

As Jekyll looks hesitantly in the mirror

Hyde peers back with a haunting grin

Trying to dress myself in righteousness

Only magnifies the depravity of my sin

Wanting so bad to be something I’m not

And shocked to find the reality in my heart

That though I would to do the right thing

The wrong takes me over from the start

This madness has brought truth to light

Peeling back the beauty to reveal a beast

Exposing the monster of me in plain sight

Till I become honest with myself at least

So this horror has some merit to its haunt

The torment digging up truth like bones

Laying all the cards out on the table, CALL

My bluffing soul lays them down with a groan

I barely had a pair in my hand you see

Betting it all on the lie that I believed

Against a Royal Flush laid out on display

To trump all that my heart could conceive