As a young child
The Devil asked me what I wanted
In exchange for my soul in the afterlife
It took me a centuries to answer his calling
Dreading the hell but infatuated with my reward
I would hear him whispering in my ear
About the treasures and fulfilled luxurious desires
Anything I wanted was to be mine
God was nowhere to be found
I was feeling so serene in the devils shadow
Perhaps I liked it like that
And so it seemed…
The devils offer was the only option…
And I closed my eyes.
Nina
GoodnightNina. 