Dance With The Devil Poem by Stacy Stiles

Dancing
with the devil once again.
Drinking
the darkness of his domain.

Dreading
the twisted dance he brings.
Dosing
myself with ravenous stings.

Drinking
from his goblet of evilness.
Dreaming
some day we will progress.

Dueling
the corruption of our souls.
Draining
our docket of empty goals.

Dating
pure evil and all of his ways.
Dying
a heart torched within a daze.


*This form was inspired by a wonderful friend of mine - thanks Kristi!