My Meeting With Satan

by lindzy   May 14, 2005


The path lined with blood
THe sky reigned with fire
I don't care anymore
Cuz this was my desire

Then I see Satan
And I know he's the devil
I cut and slashed my wrists
And so now I meet this fellow

His eyes gleam with a fire
He smiles so wickedly
He says he's always known
That he would be meeting me

I try to turn around
But the path is blocked
I beg with him to let me go
He laughs and giggles as I talk

I wake up in a sweat
I let out a scream
Nothing was really real
It was all a dream

I have seen my future
If I continue my sin
And I'm not about
To let Satan win

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  • 19 years ago

    by Silouette Dreams

    good grrl!

  • 19 years ago

    by steve

    Id rather go to hell thats were the party is at...heaven is full of good and boring clean people, It was a good poem I liked it

  • 19 years ago

    by ~*Ley*~

    :O this is soo good lindsay. and you will NOT go to hell. everybody sins lindsay, and lots of people get up to heaven. besides, if you go, i have to go too
    ~Freak~

  • 19 years ago

    by Elissa

    I really liked this 5/5 and thanx for the comment
    Love always,
    Elissa