A Deal With the Devil
Leaves fell to the ground that day
Covering the earth thick with decay
The scents in the fog seep moisture and rot
As I'm digging this grave out of sight and earshot.
Midst the tombstones and mist, the devil will see
My hands coated red from this damnable deed.
But no matter. It's done, and I'll finish this game.
No more will I cower in weakness and shame.
Your fist will not rise if it's buried in earth.
And you'll spew no more filth with a mouth full of dirt.
I will live life unrestricted beyond your domain
Wishing maggots feasting freely on your putrid remains.
You once termed me evil--a demon from hell.
As it turns out, my love, you knew me too well...