burning coals

Blindfolded,

guided to your destiny,

across a path of burning coals,

sharp pain, burning flesh,

a dulling of the senses.

your movements,

are quick and awkward,

you pause and scream,

you'r alive, 

in this moment of horror,

a mirror is set before you,

by accusers that surround you.

your soul is black and rancid,

your mind shuts down,

the music fades,

the lights dim,

and the pain,

the pain,

slowly drifts away.