His Infernal Majesty

by fred   Nov 30, 2005


His Infernal Majesty

Evil spawned from within,
Hatred grown from a seed.
Cursed by a sin,
Eaten from my greed.

His infernal majesty,
Offered me a deal.
Looking inside of me,
My soul he would seal.

Was I truly blessed,
When I turned him away.
My sins I confessed,
As god would say.

But what I had done,
From all the frustration.
No longer could I run,
It was eternal damnation.

It had grown inside,
I could take no more.
My last choice was suicide,
As I fell through the floor.

I just couldnt live,
I went too far.
He would never forgive,
For it had left inside a scar.

By Fred Smith

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  • 18 years ago

    by CHOKE

    Totally awesome job on this poem!
    -elizabeth-