Talks With The Devil

The end justifies the beginning,

“Take a step to oblivious, “he says.

“We came a long way to give up

You’re at cliff’s edge, one more simple step.”

“Embrace the fall,” he continuous

“Gently let go of the sorrow,

In the end I’ll well welcome you with open arms,

We’ll even sing one of His psalms.”

“Take my hand,” he says.

“There are no holes in my palms.”

I snap back, thought rang, “This is deadlier than reality.”

I smile and say, “let’s try this tomorrow.”

“The loneliness almost had me,

Somehow you came thru with that calming devilish voice,

At least someone to talk to when no one is.”

As far as answering the call, hold on

I’m not ready to go, I’m twisted psycho that values survival

We’ll have more chances of course,

But for now thanks for the talk.