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...