Mysterious Soul

I was on my way to go high,

But there was someone Nefarious,

It became an Epoch,

Too great to be expressed in words,

The ineffable mysteries of the soul,

But there was someone Nefarious who illicit,

As the sky changed its color,

He was limerence with my mellifluous voice. 

I was on my way to go high,

But there was dark on my side,

It became an Epoch,

Too great to be expressed in words,

I mean to be great,

Before the world changes its side.