The Devil inside,

He asks for a piece of my heart,

I keep it close, unwilling to part.

He’s charming, good looking and smart,

But I still won’t give him a piece of my heart.

His gifts are breathtaking, thoughtful and sweet,

But I know what he’s after,

A wolf hungry for meat.

His words engulf me,

Terrifying but seducing,

Of love and power,

He’s almost amusing.

My will is stronger,

No man can wield it,

But the devils no man,

He can easily achieve it.

As hard as I fight him,

he’s impossible to beat,

In the end I back down and accept my defeat.

I surrender and give him a piece I no longer need,

The part with my sorrows, my anger and my greed.

He’s pleased with my offering, he holds it with care,

Then swallows it whole as I continue to stare.

Somehow I feel lighter, letting the devil devour my sins,

Then he kisses my knuckles and a new life begins.

But I always feel him waiting, craving more parts,

Of my pain and my sorrows deep in my heart.

The Devil inside.