Devil's Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Dancing with the devil of deepest darkness, turning
cautiously and hesitantly.

Creeping slowly, silently, towards the entrance of
his dearth.

Being swallowed by cavernous walls and roof, eternally
bound to live beneath the world in a pit of hottest
fire.

Contained, consumed eternally for the few sins one
dared to commit.

Leveling off, no longer balancing right or wrong
against each other.

Delving head first, sight unseen, into the melting pots
of wretched demons.

Throat afire, mind ablaze, consummated in the devil's
pit of fire.