LET GO
The tail of the devil keeps getting longer
His horns keep getting stronger
I don't know how long I can hold on
He pulls the rope
Tied to my feet
My hands hold on to the gates of heaven for dear life
I keep shouting
I keep shouting for someone to let me inside
But no one does
My palms hurt
The Devil keeps pulling the rope
I am scared
He might rip me into half
I look behind me every few seconds
And I see that he
Is staring right at me
He's eyes speak
While mine listen
He says
I can fight all I like
But that won't change the inevitable
Cause in the end
He says
He's had ownership over my soul since the first time I sinned
In the end
He says
I have never regretted what I've done
I've only regretted getting cought
And that's why the gates won't open
Cause my apologies have never been sincere enough
He says
I've always been an arsonist
So the flames of hell would be good company
I've always liked the chaos
So the screams of the damned souls
Would be like my favorite song on repeat
I screech
And will myself to turn back
I looked up heavens entry
And It.... looked beautiful
Specially
When I looked down at myself
And saw how unbeatiful I was
So I
Pulled myself close to those gates
As close as my weak arms could get me
And I shut my eyes
Resited a prayer my mother thought me when I was nine
My mother...
I bet she's behind those gates looking at me and crying
I whisper "I'm sorry
I'm so sorry"
I opened my eyes
Gayzed upon the breathtaking site
Took an everlasting picture
And put it in a frame
in the back of my mind
And I
Let go.
About the Creator
Em Hoccane
Creative writer



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