I was once accused of being the devil under a darkened moon on a foggy night
Now, I've met the devil and let me tell you The devil once beat me with a curtain rack over my back until I bled Only to pretend it was in the sport of the game
I've met the devil In fact, the devil used to show my mom love from the end of a fist and in the sunrise after a long night of crying Would convince her it was in the name of his love for her
I've befriended the devil The Devil once taught me how to pick locks and marks minding their own business And to prey on these people, nay, Opportunities Like my life depended on it
I've lived with the devil The devil kept once me locked in a house-shaped-prison before flinging me into the world unprepared, and dazed Only to blame me for not watching the outside close enough from my foggy window
I've loved the devil And eagerly, I gutted myself in the devil's name each time she asked me to see my still beating heart Only to be confused as to why she hated the mess that followed my orders
I've sacrificed to the devil I've taken my own heart and soul, and impaled them on a blade made of pure jaded spite, only to lay them with all the other hearts I've stolen and pierced Unknowingly, yet undoubtedly maliciously.
I've kissed the devil And in that deal I sealed my fate a lifetime of servitude to a soul I helped created And created a bond with the devil that was forbidden for good reason
I've lied to the devil Only to have my mistakes return and slash me across the face like the blade that is the sun's beams shedding light on a long night of forgetting problems No matter how justifiable he claimed I was
I've seen the devil He watched me from the bottom of an orange tube only to switch his view finder to something he could swim in And once more, even now, As it dances on the end of my blunts
I've met the devil And I've met the devil many times throughout my lifetime I've met the devil enough times to identify it by smell, or hearing Despite it coming with a new assortment of blends, and a new chirp every time it appears ****, at one point, it was me
But I know this Now: I am not (currently), Nor will I be ever again, The Devil.