The Devil's Hold, a poem by Ash Douglas at Spillwords.com
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The Devil’s Hold

The Devil’s Hold

written by: Ash Douglas

@Written_In_Ash

 

I tempted the beast
lured it from its dark home
taunting and teasing
dancing with this devil carelessly
unknown my armour has dented, chinked, and worn
unaware I left my soul vulnerable
I push and push the beast at bay now struggling
falsely relying on what gifts my youth had provided
then, this creature extends a claw taking hold of my heart
easily and at will
fear is now flushing my veins
no more jest in this tricky game I’ve been playing
for I look down in shock at the penetration it made
as this black entity holds my life like a marionette
with a smile and intention
struggling only brings more pain
I run but it is in circles
flashes of my life play out before my eyes
characters, places, time… all fading
my existence is no longer tethered to the dirt of the earth
it is wagered by a power so much greater than the one I’m calling for
that light I thought would protect me when I bask in the dark
instead, it led me to mortality
now held by the devil’s hold

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