Bets With D Poem by Hannah Bradford

Eyes black possessed by him
Devil taking all my sin
Using it to make me do wrong
How I wish I could be strong
Just say no
And stop all this
But he has me by an iron grip
Now im deep
And cant return
His looks causes my skin to crawl and burn
But im now trapped and can only yearn
For freedom I know will never come
I lost it when I made a bet
I came out bad and look at this
I am controlled
I have cuffs on my wrists.
I hate this feeling of regret.
What can I say? ?
Just don't lose your bet.