The Deal With A Devil Poem by Shalyn Stachmus

(Oh, I wish you could know.
Oh, I wish you could care.
Oh, what you would feel!
If you only knew...
If you could care...
I wish you could feel.)

Just let it flow, into your bones.
The hatred knows what it cannot show.
Do we have agreement?
Surely we can make a deal.
If you'll be nice, then I'll be nice.
Yes, that's enmity you feel.

All of your hopes, just let them go.
The evil holds truth of what's below.
Do we have a bargain?
Surely we can find it there.
Always hidden beneath your nose.
Yes, this filth is everywhere.

Into the black, I've sunk too low.
The torment grows as I grasp for hope.
Do we have arrangement?
Surely you don't doubt your choice.
If you retract, then I'll react.
Even malice has a voice.