The devil I pact with

poem by: Anna Tate
Written on May 01, 2017

There isn't any reasoning
With a soul that's lost their way. 
Clouded by an air of deluded thought
But then the devil saved the day. 

No one seems to understand him
Not in the way that I do. 
For when you lose all meaning 
There's only one thing left to do
Any 1 can exist in Lucifers home of hell 
That In eternity I now live within  his spell. 

An easy route to take 
When your at your lowest point of all. 
And when there seems no other answer
Except to be at re devils beck and call.

Copyright © Anna Sabrina Tate | Year Posted 2016

 

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