Does your soul belong to the devil?

Do you cringe at the thought of thought,

the fear of fear?

Do you wish to hide from the courage to be courageous,

the wisdom to be wise?

Is your soul empty of the love for love,

the care to care?

Are you so far gone that living is no longer living?

Do you enjoy the cage,

the seal that binds you?

Is you heart so black that you willingly surrender your will?

Then why?

Why do you come home?

Why do you rise in the morning?

Why do you pretend to try?

Why do you continue to live?

To feed it.

Only to feed it.

The creature of hell,

the black angel,

the beast that knows not sleep.

You breathe to serve it, him, her

You wake only to obey

You live only to feed it

You exist soley for it

Nothing more.

So, this is something i wrote when i was like 13. I was proud of it then, and even though its kind of corny, I'm proud of it now. I thought it would be a good first post.