The Devils Gift

Lying in my bed last night softly crying tears of sorrow
I yelled to the heavens above, “Lord take me to your kingdom”
“I don’t want to feel this pain inside me any longer”
Suddenly a tall figure appeared by my bed side
“God?” I asked, “No I am the devil” he quietly replied
He told me to put my hand out and gave me a special present
I gazed at this small tool with its sharp edge a puzzled look upon my face
He told me when I feel any pain to push it to my wrist
He vanished from my room and was gone as if he never came
Inside I still felt my pain so I took his advice
I held this silver present to my wrist and shoved it in my flesh
I gasped he never told me this would happen
That I would create this flowing river of crimson liquid down my arm
He never spoke of this feeling that would wash over me
Of faintness like I was some how leaving my body
Im falling to the floor now with a loud thud
“What’s happening to me” I cry out to the night sky
The devil then reappears at my side as I lay on the carpet
I whisper softly to him “What did you make me do?”
He laughs his evil laugh and tightly grabs my hand
“On our way we must go” He yells and takes me to his fiery abode
He sets me on the floor of this horrid dark place he calls home
I ask again “What did you do to me, where am I?”
“You asked to be taken away from your pain and suffering so I did just that”
Tears fill my eyes as I realize I’m no longer living
“But I never really meant it, please just let me go back”
“I never wanted to die……..”

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